<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=420990" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Lines On Seeing A Lock Of Milton's Hair</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Chief of organic Numbers! <br>Old Scholar of the Spheres! <br>Thy spirit never slumbers, <br>But rolls about our ears <br>For ever and for ever. <br>O, what a mad endeavour <br>Worketh he <br>Who, to thy sacred and ennobled hearse, <br>Would offer a burnt sacrifice of verse <br>And Melody! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">How heavenward thou soundedst <br>Live Temple of sweet noise; <br>And discord unconfoundedst: <br>Giving delight new joys, <br>And Pleasure nobler pinions-- <br>O where are thy Dominions! <br>Lend thine ear <br>To a young delian oath--aye, by thy soul, <br>By all that from thy mortal Lips did roll; <br>And by the Kernel of thine earthly Love, <br>Beauty, in things on earth and things above, <br>When every childish fashion <br>Has vanish'd from my rhyme <br>Will I grey-gone in passion <br>Give to an after-time <br>Hymning and harmony <br>Of thee, and of thy Words and of thy Life: <br>But vain is now the bruning and the strife-- <br>Pangs are in vain -- until I grow high-rife <br>With Old Philosophy <br>And mad with glimpses at futurity! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">For many years my offerings must be hush'd: <br>When I do speak I'll think upon this hour, <br>Because I feel my forehead hot and flush'd, <br>Even at the simplest vassal of thy Power,-- <br>A Lock of thy bright hair! <br>Sudden it came, <br>And I was startled when I heard thy name <br>Coupled so unaware-- <br>Yet, at the moment, temperate was my blood: <br>Methought I had beheld it from the flood.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=John+Keats">John Keats</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=420990" data-title="Lines On Seeing A Lock Of Milton's Hair de John Keats" data-description="Chief of organic Numbers! Old Scholar of the Spheres! Thy spirit never slumbers, But rolls about our ears For ever and for ever. O, what a mad endeavour Worketh he Who, to thy sacred and ennobled hearse, Would offer a burnt sacrifice of ve..."></div> </div> </div>

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