When I have Fears that I May cease to be
By ria_dawar, Updated
by John Keats
What if I die before I get to fulfill my dreams?
Before I can write all the words that I have inside me...
Before I can find the one for me...
Before I fall in love...
When I have fears that I may cease to be Before my pen has gleaned my teeming brain,
Before high-pilèd books, in charactery, Hold like rich garners the full ripened grain;
Before I realize that there are bigger things in life than love...
When I behold, upon the night’s starred face, Huge cloudy symbols of a high romance,
Before I realize that life is full of beauty, just waiting for me to experience to the wonders of the world, making my desires seem paltry in comparison.
And think that I may never live to trace Their shadows with the magic hand of chance;
And when I feel, fair creature of an hour, That I shall never look upon thee more, Never have relish in the faery power Of unreflecting love—then on the shore
Of the wide world I stand alone, and think Till love and fame to nothingness do sink.
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