Bright star, would I were steadfast as thou art! -
Not in lone splendour hung aloft the night,
And watching, with eternal lids apart,
Like Nature's patient sleepless Eremite,
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I want to enjoy the nature in the night.....so nice poem sir........
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not bad at all how about you come to my concert and you will be rewarded
I fell in love with this poem at my granny's funeral pillowed upon my fair love's ripening breast gets me everytime: '(It used to be our favourite past time
Simply superb, captivating poem and a great pleasure to read. Thanks for sharing it here.
It is not for nothing that Keats has excelled so much in the history of English Literature. A look at the portrayal of nature and the sensuousness displayed in his descriptions. Matchless. Of pure ablution round earth's human shores, Pillowed upon my fair love's ripening breast, To feel for ever its soft fall and swell,
loved reading the lovely poem.