Sonnet Xv. On The Grasshopper And Cricket Comments
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The poetry of earth is never dead:
When all the birds are faint with the hot sun,
And hide in cooling trees, a voice will run
From hedge to hedge about the new-mown mead;
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A brilliant sonnet by Keats. See my For Keats for a tribute.