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Robert Bridges, ed. (1844–1930).  The Spirit of Man: An Anthology.  1916.
From the ode to Sorrow in Endymion

John Keats (1795–1821)
        .. TO 1 Sorrow
        I bade good morrow,
And thought to leave her far away behind;
        But cheerly, cheerly,
        She loves me dearly;        5
She is so constant to me, and so kind:
        I would deceive her,
        And so leave her,
But ah! she is so constant and so kind.
Beneath my palm-trees, by the river side,        10
I sat a-weeping: in the whole world wide
There was no one to ask me why I wept—
        And so I kept
Brimming the water-lily cups with tears
        Cold as my fears …        15
        Come then, Sorrow,
        Sweetest Sorrow!
Like an own babe I nurse thee on my breast:
        I thought to leave thee,
        And deceive thee,        20
But now of all the world I love thee best.
        There is not one,
        No, no, not one
But thee to comfort a poor lonely maid;
        Thou art her mother,        25
        And her brother,
Her playmate, and her wooer in the shade.
Note 1. Keats. From the ode to Sorrow in ‘Endymion’. [back]

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