John Keats quotes - page 5
Fade far away, dissolve, and quite forget
What thou among the leaves hast never known,
The weariness, the fever, and the fret
Here, where men sit and hear each other groan;
Where palsy shakes a few, sad, last gray hairs,
Where youth grows pale, and spectre-thin, and dies;
Where but to think is to be full of sorrow
And leaden-eyed despairs.
John Keats
John Keats
Occupation: British Poet
Born: October 31, 1795
Died: February 23, 1821
Quotes count: 255
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