(31 October 1795 – 23 February 1821 / London, England)

When I Have Fears

When I have fears that I may cease to be
Before my pen has glean'd my teeming brain,
Before high-piled books, in charactery,
Hold like rich garners the full ripen'd grain;
When I behold, upon the night's starr'd face,
Huge cloudy symbols of a high romance,
And think that I may never live to trace
Their shadows, with the magic hand of chance;
And when I feel, fair creature of an hour,
That I shall never look upon thee more,
Never have relish in the faery power
Of unreflecting love; - then on the shore
Of the wide world I stand alone, and think
Till love and fame to nothingness do sink.

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Comments (58)

Simply amazing sonnet! ! ! Sometimes letting go is better than holding on..
Nice One..keep writng..All the best
Masha allah bahot khub
how wonderfully well we studied Keats in our literature classes at the university.......... thank u dear and great poet. tony
I am afraid of death too..for the fear of losing.....
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