An English lad, who, reading in a book,
A ponderous, leathern thing set on his knee,
Saw the broad violet of the Egean Sea
Lap at his feet as it were village brook.
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I love this great poem! Plays out in the mind as you read. Can see Keats as a young boy dreamy and far off in his musings only to come to back to his London street! Wonderful poem!
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I love this great poem! Plays out in the mind as you read. Can see Keats as a young boy dreamy and far off in his musings only to come to back to his London street! Wonderful poem!