Monday, January 13, 2003

To A Young Lady Who Sent Me A Laurel Crown Comments

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Fresh morning gusts have blown away all fear
From my glad bosom,—now from gloominess
I mount for ever—not an atom less
Than the proud laurel shall content my bier.
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John Keats
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Fabrizio Frosini 13 November 2015

this poem is posted at another page, also.....

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