| John Keats (1795–1821). The Poetical Works of John Keats. 1884. |
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| 19. To G. A. W. |
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| NYMPH of the downward smile, and sidelong glance, | |
| In what diviner moments of the day | |
| Art thou most lovely? When gone far astray | |
| Into the labyrinths of sweet utterance? | |
| Or when serenely wand’ring in a trance | 5 |
| Of sober thought? Or when starting away, | |
| With careless robe, to meet the morning ray, | |
| Thou spar’st the flowers in thy mazy dance? | |
| Haply ’tis when thy ruby lips part sweetly, | |
| And so remain, because thou listenest: | 10 |
| But thou to please wert nurtured so completely | |
| That I can never tell what mood is best. | |
| I shall as soon pronounce which grace more neatly | |
| Trips it before Apollo than the rest. | |
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