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First Line: Fluting and singing, with young locks aflow
Last Line: And they that mocked him, yea, they too are dead.
Subject(s): Keats, John (1795-1821); Poetry & Poets


FLUTING and singing, with young locks aflow,
This lad, forsooth, down the long years should pass,
With scent of blooms, with daffodils arow,
Lighting their candles in the April grass.
Ah, 'tis not thus he comes to us, but sweet
With youth and sorrows! When we speak his name,
Lo, the old house in the old foreign street,
His broken voice lamenting that his fame
(Alack, he knew not!) passing fleet would be!
He grieves us with his melancholy eyes.
Yet are all weathers sweeter for that he
Did sing. Deep in the Roman dust he lies.
How since he died the century hath sped! --
And they that mocked him, yea, they too are dead.






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