Monday, March 29, 2010
To John Keats, Poet, At Spring Time Comments
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I cannot hold my peace, John Keats;
There never was a spring like this;
It is an echo, that repeats
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7/18/2025 12:37:06 AM # 1.0.0
Yea, even in your grave her way Is laid. Poor, troubled, lyric ghost, Spring never was so fair and dear As Beauty makes her seem this year. A poem which helps us to remember the great John Keats. tony