Date: 1817
"When no fair dreams before my "mind's eye" flit, / And the bare heath of life presents no bloom; / Sweet Hope, ethereal balm upon me shed, / And wave thy silver pinions o'er my head."
preview | full record— Keats, John (1795-1821)
Date: 1817
"When no fair dreams before my "mind's eye" flit, / And the bare heath of life presents no bloom; / Sweet Hope, ethereal balm upon me shed, / And wave thy silver pinions o'er my head."
preview | full record— Keats, John (1795-1821)