John Keats May Poems

When I have fears that I may cease to be
my pen has glean'd my teeming brain,
high-piled books, in charactery,
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When I have fears that I may cease to be
Before my pen has glean'd my teeming brain,
Before high piled books, in charactry,
Hold like rich garners the full-ripen'd grain;
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Mother of Hermes! and still youthful Maia!
May I sing to thee
As thou wast hymned on the shores of Baiae?
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