Sonnet Xiv. Addressed To The Same (Haydon) Poem by John Keats

Sonnet Xiv. Addressed To The Same (Haydon)

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Great spirits now on earth are sojourning;
He of the cloud, the cataract, the lake,
Who on Helvellyn's summit, wide awake,
Catches his freshness from Archangel's wing:
He of the rose, the violet, the spring,
The social smile, the chain for Freedom's sake:
And lo!--whose stedfastness would never take
A meaner sound than Raphael’s whispering.
And other spirits there are standing apart
Upon the forehead of the age to come;
These, these will give the world another heart,
And other pulses. Hear ye not the hum
Of mighty workings?-------
Listen awhile ye nations, and be dumb.

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Cristobal Benjumea 26 April 2015

out of sight keats baby another supernova

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