greykit.poetry — John Keats/posthumous-poems

• 1848 [john-keats] When I have fears that I may cease to be
  Life, Letters, and Literary Remains

  Fear of dying before the pen has gleaned the teeming brain, and of never again looking on the fair creature of an hour — resolved by standing alone on the shore of the wide world until love and fame sink to nothing.

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