<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=421138" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Written In The Cottage Where Burns Was Born</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">This mortal body of a thousand days <br>Now fills, O Burns, a space in thine own room, <br>Where thou didst dream alone on budded bays, <br>Happy and thoughtless of thy day of doom! <br>My pulse is warm with thine old barley-bree, <br>My head is light with pledging a great soul, <br>My eyes are wandering, and I cannot see, <br>Fancy is dead and drunken at its goal; <br>Yet can I stamp my foot upon thy floor, <br>Yet can I ope thy window-sash to find <br>The meadow thou hast tramped o'er and o'er,-- <br>Yet can I think of thee till thought is blind,-- <br>Yet can I gulp a bumper to thy name,-- <br>O smile among the shades, for this is fame!</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=421138" data-title="Written In The Cottage Where Burns Was Born de John Keats" data-description="This mortal body of a thousand days Now fills, O Burns, a space in thine own room, Where thou didst dream alone on budded bays, Happy and thoughtless of thy day of doom! My pulse is warm with thine old barley-bree, My head is light with pledg..."></div> </div> </div>

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