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C.D. Warner, et al., comp.  The Library of the World’s Best Literature.
An Anthology in Thirty Volumes.  1917.
 
Sonnet: Written on a Blank Page in Shakespeare’s Poems
By John Keats (1795–1821)
 
Facing ‘A Lover’s Complaint’

BRIGHT star, would I were steadfast as thou art;
  Not in lone splendor hung aloft the night,
And watching, with eternal lids apart,
  Like nature’s patient, sleepless eremite,
The moving waters at their priestlike task        5
  Of pure ablution round earth’s human shores,
Or gazing on the new soft-fallen mask
  Of snow upon the mountains and the moors;
No—yet still steadfast, still unchangeable,
  Pillowed upon my fair love’s ripening breast,        10
To feel for ever its soft fall and swell
  Awake for ever in a sweet unrest;
Still, still to hear her tender-taken breath,
And so live ever—or else swoon to death.
 
 
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