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John Keats (1795–1821).  The Poetical Works of John Keats.  1884.
 
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HAD I a man’s fair form, then might my sighs
  Be echoed swiftly through that ivory shell
  Thine ear, and find thy gentle heart; so well
Would passion arm me for the enterprize:
But ah! I am no knight whose foeman dies;        5
  No cuirass glistens on my bosom’s swell;
  I am no happy shepherd of the dell
Whose lips have trembled with a maiden’s eyes.
Yet must I doat upon thee,—call thee sweet,
  Sweeter by far than Hybla’s honied roses        10
    When steep’d in dew rich to intoxication.
Ah! I will taste that dew, for me ’tis meet,
  And when the moon her pallid face discloses,
    I’ll gather some by spells, and incantation.
 

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