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.
Hear ye not the hum
Of mighty workings?
Hear ye not the hum
Of mighty workings?
But were there ever any
Writhed not at passed joy?
But were there ever any
Writhed not at passed joy?
How beautiful, if sorrow had not made
Sorrow more beautiful than Beauty's self.
How beautiful, if sorrow had not made
Sorrow more beautiful than Beauty's self.
