A special thank you to Joe "Highrock" Giove for re-introducing me to the poetry of John Keats.

"The world is upheld by the veracity of good men: they make the earth wholesome."
Ralph Waldo Emerson

John Keats

John Keats
last of the great Romantic English poets,
dead of tuberculosis at 25 years of age

"Beauty is truth, truth beauty,"--that is all
Ye know on earth, and all ye need to know.
Ode on a Grecian Urn
John Keats

"When I have fears that I may cease to be..."
by John Keats

WHEN I have fears that I may cease to be
Before my pen has glean'd my teeming brain,
Before high piled books, in charact'ry,
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.

by Alexander Pushkin

"When the loud day for men who sow and reap grows still.