| William Stanley Braithwaite, ed. The Book of Georgian Verse. 1909. | | | | To Fanny | | By John Keats (1795–1821) |
| | | I CRY your mercy—pity—love!—aye, love! | |
| Merciful love that tantalises not, | |
| One-thoughted, never-wandering, guileless love, | |
| Unmask’d, and being seen—without a blot! | |
| O! let me have thee whole,—all—all—be mine! | 5 |
| That shape, that fairness, that sweet minor zest | |
| Of love, your kiss,—those hands, those eyes divine, | |
| That warm, white, lucent, million-pleasured breast,— | |
| Yourself—your soul—in pity give me all, | |
| Withhold no atom’s atom or I die, | 10 |
| Or living on perhaps, your wretchèd thrall, | |
| Forget, in the mist of idle misery, | |
| Life’s purposes,—the palate of my mind | |
| Losing its gust, and my ambition blind! | | | | |
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