When I Have Fears That I May Cease To Be Lyrics
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 traceTheir 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 powerOf unreflecting love! -- then on the shoreOf (this) wide world I stand alone, and thinkTill Love and Fame (and) nothingness (to) sink.[Lyrics by John Keats (1795-1821)]
Aesma Daeva When I Have Fears That I May Cease To Be
