| Francis T. Palgrave, ed. (1824–1897). The Golden Treasury. 1875. |
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| J. Keats |
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| CXCI. Happy Insensibility |
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| IN a drear-nighted December, | |
| Too happy, happy tree, | |
| Thy branches ne'er remember | |
| Their green felicity: | |
| The north cannot undo them | 5 |
| With a sleety whistle through them, | |
| Nor frozen thawings glue them | |
| From budding at the prime. | |
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| In a drear-nighted December, | |
| Too happy, happy brook, | 10 |
| Thy bubblings ne'er remember | |
| Apollo's summer look; | |
| But with a sweet forgetting | |
| They stay their crystal fretting, | |
| Never, never petting | 15 |
| About the frozen time. | |
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| Ah! would 'twere so with many | |
| A gentle girl and boy! | |
| But were there ever any | |
| Writhed not at passèd joy? | 20 |
| To know the change and feel it, | |
| When there is none to heal it | |
| Nor numbèd sense to steal it— | |
| Was never said in rhyme. | |
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