When I have Fears That I May Cease To Be by John Keats
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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;
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When I behold, upon the night’s starred face, Huge cloudy symbols of a high romance,
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,
Of unreflecting love—then on the shoreOf the wide world I stand alone, and think
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