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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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