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TO A VIOLENT LEAF (FROM THE GRAVE OF KEATS), by                    
First Line: O violet leaf, you fill my eyes with tears!
Last Line: But still the violets you loved abide.
Subject(s): Keats, John (1795-1821); Poetry & Poets


O violet Leaf, you fill my eyes with tears!
And from my breast there comes this aching sigh --
His beauty-loving heart forever sleeps
Within the tomb your blossoms overlie.

Whose song, like the music of the Seraphim,
Rose high above the mist to meet the dawn
In ecstasy, then fell -- a broken chord!
Too soon, too soon the magic note was gone.

High Priest of Beauty, keep your timeless rest!
Here find the peace your harried life denied;
Exiled, you sleep the lone eternal sleep --
But still the violets you loved abide.





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