Maxioms by John Keats
Souls of poets dead and gone,
What Elysium have ye known,
Happy field or mossy cavern,
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Souls of poets dead and gone,
What Elysium have ye known,
Happy field or mossy cavern,
Choicer than the Mermaid Tavern?
And lucent syrops, tinct with cinnamon.
And lucent syrops, tinct with cinnamon.
You have ravished me away by a Power I cannot resist; and yet I
could resist till I saw read more
You have ravished me away by a Power I cannot resist; and yet I
could resist till I saw you; and even since I have seen you I
endeavored often "to reason against the reasons of my Love."
But were there ever any
Writhed not at passed joy?
But were there ever any
Writhed not at passed joy?
