"Through the dancing poppies stole A breeze, most softly lulling to my soul."
"Philosophy will clip an angel's wings, Conquer all mysteries by rule and line, Empty the haunted air, and gnomed mine - Unweave a rainbow."
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Source: John Keats, Helen Vendler (1990). “Poetry Manuscripts at Harvard”, p.214, Harvard University Press
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