In Drear-Nighted December Comments

Ah! would 'twere so with many A gentle girl and boy! But were there ever any Writhed not at passed joy? The feel of not to feel it, When there is none to heal it Nor numbed sense to steel it, Was never said in rhyme. /// it's just beautiful poetic expression; greatly written; enjoyable

The beauty of a cozy glimpse of the coming of late autumn.

A very promising look at the grim days of late autumn.

The feel of not to feel it, When there is none to heal it Nor numbed sense to steel it, Was never said in rhyme. The great John keats. tony

A classic poem from a classic poet!

Wonderful narration of a winter night and the effect of the season on life as a whole. A nice classical melody.

'The north cannot undo them'! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.

An excellent poem penned by a great poet glorifying december.

This is a great poem of great poet.,

Poet John Keats says the unsayable things too in rhyme and rhythm perfect! What a great poet he is!

Mr keats Amazing showcase of poetry, keep it up