Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, TO - (2), by JOHN KEATS


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First Line: Think not of it, sweet one, so
Last Line: A dirge of kisses.


Think not of it, sweet one, so; -
Give it not a tear;
Sigh thou mayest, and bid it go
Any, any where.
Do not look so sad, sweet one, -
Sad and fadingly;
Shed one drop, then it is gone,
O 'twas born to die.
Still so pale? then dearest weep;
Weep, I'll count the tears,
And each one shall be a bliss
For thee in after years.
Brighter has it left thine eyes
Than a sunny rill;
And thy whispering melodies
Are tenderer still.
Yet - as all things mourn awhile
At fleeting blisses,
Let us too! but be our dirge
A dirge of kisses.




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