I.
　　Therewasanaughtyboy，
　　Anaughtyboywashe，
　　Hewouldnotstopathome，
　　Hecouldnotquietbe—
　　Hetook
　　Inhisknapsack
　　Abook
　　Fullofvowels
　　Andashirt
　　Withsometowels，
　　Aslightcap
　　Fornightcap，
　　Ahairbrush，
　　Combditto，
　　Newstockings
　　Foroldones
　　WouldsplitO！
　　Thisknapsack
　　Tightat’sback
　　Herivettedclose
　　Andfollowedhisnose
　　Tothenorth，
　　Tothenorth，
　　Andfollow’dhisnose
　　Tothenorth.
　　II.
　　Therewasanaughtyboy
　　Andanaughtyboywashe，
　　Fornothingwouldhedo
　　Butscribblepoetry—
　　Hetook
　　Aninkstand
　　Inhishand
　　Andapen
　　Bigasten
　　Intheother，
　　Andaway
　　Inapother
　　Heran
　　Tothemountains
　　Andfountains
　　Andghostes
　　Andpostes
　　Andwitches
　　Andditches
　　Andwrote
　　Inhiscoat
　　Whentheweather
　　Wascool，
　　Fearofgout，
　　Andwithout
　　Whentheweather
　　Waswarm—
　　Ochthecharm
　　Whenwechoose
　　Tofollowone’snose
　　Tothenorth，
　　Tothenorth，
　　Tofollowone’snose
　　Tothenorth！
　　III.
　　Therewasanaughtyboy
　　Andanaughtyboywashe，
　　Hekeptlittlefishes
　　Inwashingtubsthree
　　Inspite
　　Ofthemight
　　Ofthemaid
　　Norafraid
　　OfhisGranny—good—
　　Heoftenwould
　　Hurlyburly
　　Getupearly
　　Andgo
　　Byhookorcrook
　　Tothebrook
　　Andbringhome
　　Miller’sthumb，
　　Tittlebat
　　Notoverfat，
　　Minnowssmall
　　Asthestall
　　Ofaglove，
　　Notabove
　　Thesize
　　Ofanice
　　Littlebaby’s
　　Littlefingers—
　　Ohemade
　　’Twashistrade
　　Offishaprettykettle
　　Akettle—
　　Akettle
　　Offishaprettykettle
　　Akettle！
　　IV.
　　Therewasanaughtyboy，
　　Andanaughtyboywashe，
　　HeranawaytoScotland
　　Thepeoplefortosee—
　　Therehefound
　　Thattheground
　　Wasashard，
　　Thatayard
　　Wasaslong，
　　Thatasong
　　Wasasmerry，
　　Thatacherry
　　Wasasred，
　　Thatlead
　　Wasasweighty，
　　Thatfourscore
　　Wasaseighty，
　　Thatadoor
　　Wasaswooden
　　AsinEngland—
　　Sohestoodinhisshoes
　　Andhewonder’d，
　　Hewonder’d，
　　Hestoodinhis
　　Shoesandhewonder’d.
　　THEEND.
　　1816
　　CHARACTEROFCHARLESBROWN
　　byJohnKeats
　　I.
　　Heistoweetamelancholycarle：
　　Thininthewaist，withbushyheadofhair
　　Ashaththeseededthistlewheninparle
　　ItholdstheZephyr，ereitsendethfair
　　Itslightballoonsintothesummerair;
　　Thertohisbeardhadnotbeguntobloom，
　　Nobrushhadtouch’dhischinorrazorsheer;
　　Nocarehadtouch’dhischeekwithmortaldoom，
　　ButnewhewasandbrightasscarffromPersianloom.
　　II.
　　Necaredheforwine，orhalf—and—half;
　　Necaredheforfishorfleshorfowl，
　　Andsaucesheldheworthlessasthechaff，
　　He’sdeignedtheswine—headatthewassail—bowl;
　　Newithlewdribbaldssathecheekbyjowl，
　　NewithslyLemansinthescorner’schair;
　　Butafterwater—brooksthisPilgrim’ssoul
　　Panted，andallhisfoodwaswoodlandair
　　Thoughhewouldoft—timesfeastongilliflowersrare.
　　III.
　　Theslangofcitiesinnowiseheknew，
　　TippingthewinktohimwasheathenGreek;
　　Hesipp’dnooldenTomorruinblue，
　　Ornantzorcherry—brandydrankfullmeek
　　Bymanyadamselhoarseandrougeofcheek;
　　Nordidheknoweachagedwatchman’sbeat，
　　Norinobscuredpurlieuswouldheseek
　　ForcurledJewesseswithanklesneat，
　　Whoastheywalkabroadmaketinklingwiththeirfeet.
　　THEEND.
　　1816
　　DEDICATION[OFPOEMS，1817]TOLEIGHHUNT，ESQ.
　　byJohnKeats
　　Gloryandlovelinesshavepass’daway;
　　Forifwewanderoutinearlymorn，
　　Nowreathedincensedoweseeupborne
　　Intotheeast，tomeetthesmilingday：
　　Nocrowdofnymphssoftvoic’dandyoung，andgay，
　　Inwovenbasketsbringingearsofcorn，
　　Roses，andpinks，andviolets，toadorn
　　TheshrineofFlorainherearlyMay.
　　Butthereareleftdelightsashighasthese，
　　AndIshalleverblessmydestiny，
　　Thatinatime，whenunderpleasanttrees
　　Panisnolongersought，Ifeelafree，
　　Aleafyluxury，seeingIcouldplease
　　Withthesepoorofferings，amanlikethee.
　　THEEND.
　　1816
　　ENDYMION：APOETICROMANCE
　　byJohnKeats
　　PREFACE
　　"Thestretchedmetreofanantiquesong"
　　INSCRIBEDTOTHEMEMORYOFTHOMASCHATTERTON
　　PREFACE
　　KNOWINGwithinmyselfthemannerinwhichthisPoemhasbeen
　　produced，itisnotwithoutafeelingofregretthatImakeitpublic.
　　WhatmannerImean，willbequitecleartothereader，whomustsoon
　　perceivegreatinexperience，immaturity，andeveryerrordenotinga
　　feverishattempt，ratherthanadeedaccomplished.Thetwofirst
　　books，andindeedthetwolast，Ifeelsensiblearenotofsuch
　　completionastowarranttheirpassingthepress;norshouldtheyifI
　　thoughtayear’scastigationwoulddothemanygood;—itwillnot：the
　　foundationsaretoosandy.Itisjustthatthisyoungstershoulddie
　　away：asadthoughtforme，ifIhadnotsomehopethatwhileitis
　　dwindlingImaybeplotting，andfittingmyselfforversesfitto
　　live.
　　Thismaybespeakingtoopresumptuously，andmaydeservea
　　punishment：butnofeelingmanwillbeforwardtoinflictit：hewill
　　leavemealone，withtheconvictionthatthereisnotfiercerhell
　　thanthefailureinagreatobject.Thisisnotwrittenwiththe
　　leastatomofpurposetoforestallcriticismsofcourse，butfromthe
　　desireIhavetoconciliatemenwhoarecompetenttolook，andwhodo
　　lookwithazealouseye，tothehonourofEnglishliterature.
　　Theimaginationofaboyishealthy，andthematureimaginationofa
　　manishealthy;butthereisaspaceoflifebetween，inwhichthe
　　soulisinaferment，thecharacterundecided，thewayoflife
　　uncertain，theambitionthick—sighted：thenceproceedsmawkishness，
　　andallthethousandbitterswhichthosemenIspeakofmust
　　necessarilytasteingoingoverthefollowingpages.
　　IhopeIhavenotintoolateadaytouchedthebeautiful
　　mythologyofGreeceanddulleditsbrightness：forIwishtotry
　　oncemore，beforeIbiditfarewell.
　　TEIGNMOUTH，
　　April10，1818
　　BOOKI.
　　Athingofbeautyisajoyforever：
　　Itslovelinessincreases;itwillnever
　　Passintonothingness;butstillwillkeep
　　Abowerquietforus，andasleep
　　Fullofsweetdreams，andhealth，andquietbreathing.
　　Therefore，oneverymorrow，arewewreathing
　　Aflowerybandtobindustotheearth，
　　Spiteofdespondence，oftheinhumandearth
　　Ofnoblenatures，ofthegloomydays，
　　Ofalltheunhealthyando’er—darkenedways
　　Madeforoursearching：yes，inspiteofall，
　　Someshapeofbeautymovesawaythepall
　　Fromourdarkspirits.Suchthesun，themoon，
　　Treesold，andyoung，sproutingashadyboon
　　Forsimplesheep;andsucharedaffodils
　　Withthegreenworldtheylivein;andclearrills
　　Thatforthemselvesacoolingcovertmake
　　’Gainstthehotseason;themidforestbrake，
　　Richwithasprinklingoffairmusk—roseblooms：
　　Andsuchtooisthegrandeurofthedooms
　　Wehaveimaginedforthemightydead;
　　Alllovelytalesthatwehaveheardorread：
　　Anendlessfountainofimmortaldrink，
　　Pouringuntousfromtheheaven’sbrink.
　　Nordowemerelyfeeltheseessences
　　Foroneshorthour;no，evenasthetrees
　　Thatwhisperroundatemplebecomesoon
　　Dearasthetemple’sself，sodoesthemoon，
　　Thepassionpoesy，gloriesinfinite，
　　Hauntustilltheybecomeacheeringlight
　　Untooursouls，andboundtoussofast，
　　That，whethertherebeshine，orgloomo’ercast，
　　Theyalwaymustbewithus，orwedie.
　　Therefore，’tiswithfullhappinessthatI
　　WilltracethestoryofEndymion.
　　Theverymusicofthenamehasgone
　　Intomybeing，andeachpleasantscene
　　Isgrowingfreshbeforemeasthegreen
　　Ofourownvallies：soIwillbegin
　　NowwhileIcannothearthecity’sdin;
　　Nowwhiletheearlybuddersarejustnew，
　　Andruninmazesoftheyoungesthue
　　Aboutoldforests;whilethewillowtrails
　　Itsdelicateamber;andthedairypails
　　Bringhomeincreaseofmilk.And，astheyear
　　Growslushinjuicystalks，I’llsmoothlysteer
　　Mylittleboat，formanyquiethours，
　　Withstreamsthatdeepenfreshlyintobowers.
　　ManyandmanyaverseIhopetowrite，
　　Beforethedaisies，vermeilrimm’dandwhite，
　　Hideindeepherbage;andereyetthebees
　　Humaboutglobesofcloverandsweetpeas，
　　Imustbenearthemiddleofmystory.
　　Omaynowintryseason，bareandhoary，
　　Seeithalffinish’d：butletAutumnbold，
　　Withuniversaltingeofsobergold，
　　BeallaboutmewhenImakeanend.
　　Andnowatonce，adventuresome，Isend
　　Myheraldthoughtintoawilderness：
　　Thereletitstrumpetblow，andquicklydress
　　Myuncertainpathwithgreen，thatImayspeed
　　Easilyonward，thoroughflowersandweed.
　　UponthesidesofLatmoswasoutspread
　　Amightyforest;forthemoistearthfed
　　Soplenteouslyallweed—hiddenroots
　　Intoo’er—hangingboughs，andpreciousfruits.
　　Andithadgloomyshades，sequestereddeep，
　　Wherenomanwent;andiffromshepherd’skeep
　　Alambstray’dfara—downthoseinmostglens，
　　Neveragainsawhethehappypens
　　Whitherhisbrethren，bleatingwithcontent，
　　Overthehillsateverynightfallwent.
　　Amongtheshepherds，’twasbelievedever，
　　Thatnotonefleecylambwhichthusdidsever
　　Fromthewhiteflock，butpass’dunworried
　　Byangrywolf，orpardwithpryinghead，
　　Untilitcametosomeunfootedplains
　　WherefedtheherdsofPan：ayegreathisgains
　　Whothusonelambdidlose.Pathsthereweremany，
　　Windingthroughpalmyfern，andrushesfenny，
　　Andivybanks;allleadingpleasantly
　　Toawidelawn，whenceonecouldonlysee
　　Stemsthrongingallaroundbetweentheswell
　　Ofturfandslantingbranches：whocouldtell
　　Thefreshnessofthespaceofheavenabove，
　　Edg’droundwithdarktreetops？throughwhichadove
　　Wouldoftenbeatitswings，andoftentoo
　　Alittlecloudwouldmoveacrosstheblue.
　　Fullinthemiddleofthispleasantness
　　Therestoodamarblealtar，withatress
　　Offlowersbuddednewly;andthedew
　　Hadtakenfairyphantasiestostrew
　　Daisiesuponthesacredswardlasteve，
　　Andsothedawnedlightinpompreceive.
　　For’twasthemorn：Apollo’supwardfire
　　Madeeveryeasterncloudasilverypyre
　　Ofbrightnesssounsullied，thattherein
　　Amelancholyspiritwellmightwin
　　Oblivion，andmeltouthisessencefine
　　Intothewinds：rain—scentedeglantine
　　Gavetemperatesweetstothatwell—wooingsun;
　　Thelarkwaslostinhim;coldspringshadrun
　　Towarmtheirchilliestbubblesinthegrass;
　　Man’svoicewasonthemountains;andthemass
　　Ofnature’slivesandwonderspuls’dtenfold，
　　Tofeelthissun—riseanditsgloriesold.
　　Nowwhilethesilentworkingsofthedawn
　　Werebusiest，intothatself—samelawn
　　Allsuddenly，withjoyfulcries，theresped
　　Atroopoflittlechildrengarlanded;
　　Whogatheringroundthealtar，seem’dtopry
　　Earnestlyroundaswishingtoespy
　　Somefolkofholiday：norhadtheywaited
　　Formanymoments，eretheirearsweresated
　　Withafaintbreathofmusic，whichev’nthen
　　Fill’doutitsvoice，anddiedawayagain.
　　Withinalittlespaceagainitgave
　　Itsairyswellings，withagentlewave，
　　Tolight—hungleaves，insmoothestechoesbreaking
　　Throughcopse—cladvallies，—eretheirdeath，o’ertaking
　　Thesurgymurmursofthelonelysea.
　　Andnow，asdeepintothewoodaswe
　　Mightmarkalynx’seye，thereglimmeredlight
　　Fairfacesandarushofgarmentswhite，
　　Plainerandplainershowing，tillatlast
　　Intothewidestalleytheyallpast，
　　Makingdirectlyforthewoodlandaltar.
　　Okindlymuse！letnotmyweaktonguefaulter
　　Intellingofthisgoodlycompany，
　　Oftheiroldpiety，andoftheirglee：
　　Butletaportionofetherealdew
　　Fallonmyhead，andpresentlyunmew
　　Mysoul;thatImaydare，inwayfaring，
　　TostammerwhereoldChaucerus’dtosing.
　　Leadingtheway，youngdamselsdancedalong，
　　Bearingtheburdenofashepherdsong;
　　Eachhavingawhitewickeroverbrimm’d
　　WithApril’stenderyounglings：next，welltrimm’d，
　　Acrowdofshepherdswithassunburntlooks
　　AsmaybereadofinArcadianbooks;
　　SuchassatlisteningroundApollo’spipe，
　　Whenthegreatdeity，forearthtooripe，
　　Lethisdivinityo’erflowingdie
　　Inmusic，throughthevalesofThessaly：
　　Someidlytrail’dtheirsheep—hooksontheground，
　　Andsomekeptupashrillymellowsound
　　Withebon—tippedflutes：closeafterthese，
　　Nowcomingfrombeneaththeforesttrees，
　　Avenerablepriestfullsoberly，
　　Begirtwithministringlooks：alwayhiseye
　　Stedfastuponthemattedturfhekept，
　　Andafterhimhissacredvestmentsswept.
　　Fromhisrighthandthereswungavase，milk—white，
　　Ofmingledwine，out—sparklinggenerouslight;
　　Andinhisleftheheldabasketfull
　　Ofallsweetherbsthatsearchingeyecouldcull：
　　Wildthyme，andvalley—lillieswhiterstill
　　ThanLeda’slove，andcressesfromtherill.
　　Hisagedhead，crownedwithbeechenwreath，
　　Seem’dlikeapollofivyintheteeth
　　Ofwinterhoar.Thencameanothercrowd
　　Ofshepherds，liftinginduetimealoud
　　Theirshareoftheditty.Afterthemappear’d，
　　Up—followedbyamultitudethatrear’d
　　Theirvoicestotheclouds，afairwroughtcar，
　　Easilyrollingsoasscarcetomar
　　Thefreedomofthreesteedsofdapplebrown：
　　Whostoodthereindidseemofgreatrenown
　　Amongthethrong.Hisyouthwasfullyblown，
　　ShowinglikeGanymedetomanhoodgrown;
　　And，forthosesimpletimes，hisgarmentswere
　　Achieftainking’s：beneathhisbreast，halfbare，
　　Washungasilverbugle，andbetween
　　Hisnervykneestherelayaboar—spearkeen.
　　Asmilewasonhiscountenance;heseem’d，
　　Tocommonlookerson，likeonewhodream’d
　　OfidlenessingrovesElysian：
　　Butthereweresomewhofeelinglycouldscan
　　Alurkingtroubleinhisnetherlip，
　　Andseethatoftentimesthereinswouldslip
　　Throughhisforgottenhands：thenwouldtheysigh，
　　Andthinkofyellowleaves，ofowlets’cry，
　　Oflogspiledsolemnly.—Ah，well—a—day，
　　WhyshouldouryoungEndymionpineaway！
　　Soontheassembly，inacirclerang’d，
　　Stoodsilentroundtheshrine：eachlookwaschang’d
　　Tosuddenveneration：womenmeek
　　Beckon’dtheirsonstosilence;whileeachcheek
　　Ofvirginbloompaledgentlyforslightfear.
　　Endymiontoo，withoutaforestpeer，
　　Stood，wan，andpale，andwithanawedface，
　　Amonghisbrothersofthemountainchace.
　　Inmidstofall，thevenerablepriest
　　Eyedthemwithjoyfromgreatesttotheleast，
　　And，afterliftinguphisagedhands，
　　Thusspakehe："MenofLatmos！shepherdbands！
　　Whosecareitistoguardathousandflocks：
　　Whetherdescendedfrombeneaththerocks
　　Thatovertopyourmountains;whethercome
　　Fromvallieswherethepipeisneverdumb;
　　Orfromyourswellingdowns，wheresweetairstirs
　　Bluehare—bellslightly，andwherepricklyfurze
　　Budslavishgold;orye，whosepreciouscharge
　　Nibbletheirfillatocean’sverymarge，
　　Whosemellowreedsaretouch’dwithsoundsforlorn
　　BythedimechoesofoldTriton’shorn：
　　Mothersandwives！whodaybydayprepare
　　Thescrip，withneedments，forthemountainair;
　　Andallyegentlegirlswhofosterup
　　Udderlesslambs，andinalittlecup
　　Willputchoicehoneyforafavouredyouth：
　　Yea，everyoneattend！foringoodtruth
　　OurvowsarewantingtoourgreatgodPan.
　　Arenotourlowingheiferssleekerthan
　　Night—swollenmushrooms？Arenotourwideplains
　　Speckledwithcountlessfleeces？Havenotrains
　　Green’doverApril’slap？Nohowlingsad
　　Sickensourfearfulewes;andwehavehad
　　GreatbountyfromEndymionourlord.
　　Theearthisglad：themerrylarkhaspour’d
　　Hisearlysongagainstyonbreezysky，
　　Thatspreadssoclearo’eroursolemnity."
　　Thusending，ontheshrineheheap’daspire
　　Ofteemingsweets，enkindlingsacredfire;
　　Anonhestain’dthethickandspongysod
　　Withwine，inhonouroftheshepherd—god.
　　Nowwhiletheearthwasdrinkingit，andwhile
　　Bayleaveswerecracklinginthefragrantpile，
　　Andgummyfrankincensewassparklingbright
　　’Neathsmotheringparsley，andahazylight
　　Spreadgreylyeastward，thusachorussang：
　　"Othou，whosemightypalaceroofdothhang
　　Fromjaggedtrunks，andovershadoweth
　　Eternalwhispers，glooms，thebirth，life，death
　　Ofunseenflowersinheavypeacefulness;
　　Wholov’sttoseethehamadryadsdress
　　Theirruffledlockswheremeetinghazelsdarken;
　　Andthroughwholesolemnhoursdostsit，andhearken
　　Thedrearymelodyofbeddedreeds—
　　Indesolateplaces，wheredankmoisturebreeds
　　Thepipyhemlocktostrangeovergrowth;
　　Bethinkingthee，howmelancholyloth
　　ThouwasttolosefairSyrinx—dothounow，
　　Bythylove’smilkybrow！
　　Byallthetremblingmazesthatsheran，
　　Hearus，greatPan！
　　"Othou，forwhosesoul—soothingquiet，turtles
　　Passiontheirvoicescooingly’mongmyrtles，
　　Whattimethouwanderestateventide
　　Throughsunnymeadows，thatoutskirttheside
　　Ofthineenmossedrealms：Othou，towhom
　　Broadleavedfigtreesevennowforedoom
　　Theirripen’dfruitage;yellowgirtedbees
　　Theirgoldenhoneycombs;ourvillageleas
　　Theirfairestblossom’dbeansandpoppiedcorn;
　　Thechucklinglinnetitsfiveyoungunborn，
　　Tosingforthee;lowcreepingstrawberries
　　Theirsummercoolness;pentupbutterflies
　　Theirfreckledwings;yea，thefreshbuddingyear
　　Allitscompletions—bequicklynear，
　　Byeverywindthatnodsthemountainpine，
　　Oforesterdivine！
　　"Thou，towhomeveryfaunandsatyrflies
　　Forwillingservice;whethertosurprise
　　Thesquattedharewhileinhalfsleepingfit;
　　Orupwardraggedprecipicesflit
　　Tosavepoorlambkinsfromtheeagle’smaw;
　　Orbymysteriousenticementdraw
　　Bewilderedshepherdstotheirpathagain;
　　Ortotreadbreathlessroundthefrothymain，
　　Andgatherupallfancifullestshells
　　FortheetotumbleintoNaiads’cells，
　　And，beinghidden，laughattheirout—peeping;
　　Ortodelighttheewithfantasticleaping，
　　Thewhiletheypelteachotheronthecrown
　　Withsilveryoakapples，andfirconesbrown—
　　Byalltheechoesthatabouttheering，
　　Hearus，Osatyrking！
　　"OHearkenertotheloudclappingshears
　　Whileeverandanontohisshornpeers
　　Aramgoesbleating：Winderofthehorn，
　　Whensnoutedwild—boarsroutingtendercorn
　　Angerourhuntsmen：Breatherroundourfarms，
　　Tokeepoffmildews，andallweatherharms：
　　Strangeministrantofundescribedsounds，
　　Thatcomeaswooningoverhollowgrounds，
　　Andwitherdrearilyonbarrenmoors：
　　Dreadopenerofthemysteriousdoors
　　Leadingtouniversalknowledge—see，
　　GreatsonofDryope，
　　Themanythatarecometopaytheirvows
　　Withleavesabouttheirbrows！
　　"Bestilltheunimaginablelodge
　　Forsolitarythinkings;suchasdodge
　　Conceptiontotheverybourneofheaven，
　　Thenleavethenakedbrain：bestilltheleaven，
　　Thatspreadinginthisdullandcloddedearth
　　Givesitatouchethereal—anewbirth：
　　Bestillasymbolofimmensity;
　　Afirmamentreflectedinasea;
　　Anelementfillingthespacebetween;
　　Anunknown—butnomore：wehumblyscreen
　　Withuplifthandsourforeheads，lowlybending，
　　Andgivingoutashoutmostheavenrending，
　　ConjuretheetoreceiveourhumblePaean，
　　UponthyMountLycean！"
　　Evenwhiletheybroughttheburdentoaclose，
　　Ashoutfromthewholemultitudearose，
　　Thatlingeredintheairlikedyingrolls
　　Ofabruptthunder，whenIonianshoals
　　Ofdolphinsbobtheirnosesthroughthebrine.
　　Meantime，onshadylevels，mossyfine，
　　Youngcompaniesnimblybegandancing
　　Totheswifttreblepipe，andhummingstring.
　　Aye，thosefairlivingformsswamheavenly
　　Totunesforgotten—outofmemory：
　　Faircreatures！whoseyoungchildren’schildrenbred
　　Thermopylaeitsheroes—notyetdead，
　　Butinoldmarbleseverbeautiful.
　　Highgenitors，unconsciousdidtheycull
　　Time’ssweetfirst—fruits—theydanc’dtoweariness，
　　Andtheninquietcirclesdidtheypress
　　Thehillockturf，andcaughtthelatterend
　　Ofsomestrangehistory，potenttosend
　　Ayoungmindfromitsbodilytenement.
　　Ortheymightwatchthequoit—pitchers，intent
　　Oneitherside;pityingthesaddeath
　　OfHyacinthus，whenthecruelbreath
　　OfZephyrslewhim，—Zephyrpenitent，
　　Whonow，erePhoebusmountsthefirmament，
　　Fondlesthefloweramidthesobbingrain.
　　Thearcherstoo，uponawiderplain，
　　Besidethefeatherywhizzingoftheshaft，
　　Andthedulltwangingbowstring，andtheraft
　　Branchdownsweepingfromatallashtop，
　　Call’dupathousandthoughtstoenvelope
　　Thosewhowouldwatch.Perhaps，thetremblingknee
　　AndfranticgapeoflonelyNiobe，
　　Poor，lonelyNiobe！whenherlovelyyoung
　　Weredeadandgone，andhercaressingtongue
　　Layalostthinguponherpalylip，
　　Andvery，verydeadlinessdidnip
　　Hermotherlycheeks.Arous’dfromthissadmood
　　Byone，whoatadistanceloudhalloo’d，
　　Upliftinghisstrongbowintotheair，
　　Manymightafterbrightervisionsstare：
　　AftertheArgonauts，inblindamaze
　　TossingaboutonNeptune’srestlessways，
　　Until，fromthehorizon’svaultedside，
　　Thereshotagoldensplendourfarandwide，
　　Spanglingthosemillionpoutingsofthebrine
　　Withquiveringore：’twasevenanawfulshine
　　FromtheexaltationofApollo’sbow;
　　Aheavenlybeaconintheirdrearywoe.
　　Whothuswereripeforhighcontemplating，
　　Mightturntheirstepstowardsthesoberring
　　WheresatEndymionandtheagedpriest
　　’Mongshepherdsgoneineld，whoselooksincreas’d
　　Thesilverysettingoftheirmortalstar.
　　Theretheydiscours’duponthefragilebar
　　Thatkeepsusfromourhomesethereal;
　　Andwhatourdutiesthere：tonightlycall
　　Vesper，thebeauty—crestofsummerweather;
　　Tosummonallthedowniestcloudstogether
　　Forthesun’spurplecouch;toemulate
　　Inministringthepotentruleoffate
　　Withspeedoffire—tail’dexhalations;
　　Totintherpallidcheekwithbloom，whocons
　　Sweetpoesybymoonlight：besidesthese，
　　Aworldofotherunguess’doffices.
　　Anontheywander’d，bydivineconverse，
　　IntoElysium;vieingtorehearse
　　Eachonehisownanticipatedbliss.
　　Onefeltheart—certainthathecouldnotmiss
　　Hisquickgonelove，amongfairblossom’dboughs，
　　Whereeveryzephyr—sighpouts，andendows
　　Herlipswithmusicforthewelcoming.
　　Anotherwish’d，midthateternalspring，
　　Tomeethisrosychild，withfeatherysails，
　　Sweeping，eye—earnestly，throughalmondvales：
　　Who，suddenly，shouldstoopthroughthesmoothwind，
　　Andwiththebalmiestleaveshistemplesbind;
　　And，everafter，throughthoseregionsbe
　　Hismessenger，hislittleMercury.
　　Somewereathirstinsoultoseeagain
　　Theirfellowhuntsmeno’erthewidechampaign
　　Intimeslongpast;tositwiththem，andtalk
　　Ofallthechancesintheirearthlywalk;
　　Comparing，joyfully，theirplenteousstores
　　Ofhappiness，towhenuponthemoors，
　　Benighted，closetheyhuddledfromthecold，
　　Andshar’dtheirfamish’dscrips.Thusallout—told
　　Theirfondimaginations，—savinghim
　　Whoseeyelidscurtain’duptheirjewelsdim，
　　Endymion：yethourlyhadhestriven
　　Tohidethecankeringvenom，thathadriven
　　Hisfaintingrecollections.Nowindeed
　　Hissenseshadswoon’doff：hedidnotheed
　　Thesuddensilence，orthewhisperslow，
　　Ortheoldeyesdissolvingathiswoe，
　　Oranxiouscalls，orcloseoftremblingpalms，
　　Ormaiden’ssigh，thatgriefitselfembalms：
　　Butintheself—samefixedtrancehekept，
　　Likeonewhoontheearthhadneverstept.
　　Aye，evenasdeadstillasamarbleman，
　　FrozeninthatoldtaleArabian.
　　Whowhispershimsopantinglyandclose？
　　Peona，hissweetsister：ofallthose，
　　Hisfriends，thedearest.Hushingsignsshemade，
　　Andbreath’dasister’ssorrowtopersuade
　　Ayieldingup，acradlingonhercare.
　　Hereloquencedidbreatheawaythecurse：
　　Sheledhim，likesomemidnightspiritnurse
　　Ofhappychangesinemphaticdreams，
　　Alongapathbetweentwolittlestreams，—
　　Guardinghisforehead，withherroundelbow，
　　Fromlow—grownbranches，andhisfootstepsslow
　　Fromstumblingoverstumpsandhillockssmall;
　　Untiltheycametowherethesestreamletsfall，
　　Withmingledbubblingsandagentlerush，
　　Intoariver，clear，brimful，andflush
　　Withcrystalmockingofthetreesandsky.
　　Alittleshallop，floatingtherehardby，
　　Pointeditsbeakoverthefringedbank;
　　Andsoonitlightlydipt，androse，andsank，
　　Anddiptagain，withtheyoungcouple’sweight，—
　　Peonaguiding，throughthewaterstraight，
　　Towardsaboweryislandopposite;
　　Whichgainingpresently，shesteeredlight
　　Intoashady，fresh，andripplycove，
　　Wherenestedwasanarbour，overwove
　　Bymanyasummer’ssilentfingering;
　　Towhosecoolbosomshewasusedtobring
　　Herplaymates，withtheirneedlebroidery，
　　Andminstrelmemoriesoftimesgoneby.
　　Soshewasgentlygladtoseehimlaid
　　Underherfavouritebower’squietshade，
　　Onherowncouch，newmadeofflowerleaves，
　　Driedcarefullyonthecoolersideofsheaves
　　Whenlastthesunhisautumntressesshook，
　　Andthetann’dharvestersricharmfulstook.
　　Soonwashequietedtoslumbrousrest：
　　But，ereitcreptuponhim，hehadprest
　　Peona’sbusyhandagainsthislips，
　　Andstill，asleeping，heldherfinger—tips
　　Intenderpressure.Andasawillowkeeps
　　Apatientwatchoverthestreamthatcreeps
　　Windinglybyit，sothequietmaid
　　Heldherinpeace：sothatawhisperingblade
　　Ofgrass，awailfulgnat，abeebustling
　　Downintheblue—bells，orawrenlightrustling
　　Amongsereleavesandtwigs，mightallbeheard.
　　Omagicsleep！Ocomfortablebird，
　　Thatbroodesto’erthetroubledseaofthemind
　　Tillitishush’dandsmooth！Ounconfin’d
　　Restraint！imprisonedliberty！greatkey
　　Togoldenpalaces，strangeminstrelsy，
　　Fountainsgrotesque，newtrees，bespangledcaves，
　　Echoinggrottos，fulloftumblingwaves
　　Andmoonlight;aye，toallthemazyworld
　　Ofsilveryenchantment！—who，upfurl’d
　　Beneaththydrowsywingatriplehour，
　　Butrenovatesandlives？—Thus，inthebower，
　　Endymionwascalm’dtolifeagain.
　　Openinghiseyelidswithahealthierbrain，
　　Hesaid："Ifeelthisthineendearinglove
　　Allthroughmybosom：thouartasadove
　　Tremblingitsclosedeyesandsleekedwings
　　Aboutme;andthepearliestdewnotbrings
　　SuchmorningincensefromthefieldsofMay，
　　Asdothosebrighterdropsthattwinklingstray
　　Fromthosekindeyes，—theveryhomeandhaunt
　　Ofsisterlyaffection.CanIwant
　　Aughtelse，aughtnearerheaven，thansuchtears？
　　Yetdrythemup，inbiddinghenceallfears
　　That，anylonger，Iwillpassmydays
　　Aloneandsad.No，Iwilloncemoreraise
　　Myvoiceuponthemountain—heights;oncemore
　　Makemyhornparleyfromtheirforeheadshoar：
　　Againmytroopinghoundstheirtonguesshallloll
　　Aroundthebreathedboar：againI’llpoll
　　Thefair—grownyewtree，forachosenbow：
　　And，whenthepleasantsunissettinglow，
　　AgainI’lllingerinaslopingmead
　　Tohearthespeckledthrushes，andseefeed
　　Ouridlesheep.Sobethoucheered，sweet，
　　And，ifthyluteishere，softlyintreat
　　Mysoultokeepinitsresolvedcourse."
　　HereatPeona，intheirsilversource，
　　Shutherpuresorrowdropswithgladexclaim，
　　Andtookalute，fromwhichtherepulsingcame
　　Alivelyprelude，fashioningtheway
　　Inwhichhervoiceshouldwander.’Twasalay
　　Moresubtlecadenced，moreforestwild
　　ThanDryope’slonelullingofherchild;
　　Andnothingsincehasfloatedintheair
　　Somournfulstrange.Surelysomeinfluencerare
　　Went，spiritual，throughthedamsel’shand;
　　Forstill，withDelphicemphasis，shespann’d
　　Thequickinvisiblestrings，eventhoughshesaw
　　Endymion’sspiritmeltawayandthaw
　　Beforethedeepintoxication.
　　Butsoonshecame，withsuddenburst，upon
　　Herself—possession—swungtheluteaside，
　　Andearnestlysaid："Brother，’tisvaintohide
　　Thatthoudostknowofthingsmysterious，
　　Immortal，starry;suchalonecouldthus
　　Weighdownthynature.Hastthousinn’dinaught
　　Offensivetotheheavenlypower？Caught
　　APaphiandoveuponamessagesent？
　　Thydeathfulbowagainstsomedeer—herdbent
　　SacredtoDian？Haply，thouhastseen
　　Hernakedlimbsamongthealdersgreen;
　　Andthat，alas！isdeath.No，Icantrace
　　Somethingmorehighperplexinginthyface！"
　　Endymionlook’dather，andpress’dherhand，
　　Andsaid，"Artthousopale，whowastsobland
　　Andmerryinourmeadows？Howisthis？
　　Tellmethineailment：tellmeallamiss！—
　　Ah！thouhastbeenunhappyatthechange
　　Wroughtsuddenlyinme.Whatindeedmorestrange？
　　Ormorecompletetooverwhelmsurmise？
　　Ambitionissosluggard;’tisnoprize，
　　Thattoilingyearswouldputwithinmygrasp，
　　ThatIhavesighedfor：withsodeadlygasp
　　Nomane’erpantedforamortallove.
　　Soallhavesetmyheaviergriefabove
　　Thesethingswhichhappen.Rightlyhavetheydone：
　　I，whostillsawthehorizontalsun
　　Heavehisbroadshouldero’ertheedgeoftheworld，
　　Out—facingLucifer，andthenhadhurl’d
　　Myspearaloft，assignalforthechace—
　　I，who，forverysportofheart，wouldrace
　　WithmyownsteedfromAraby;pluckdown
　　Avulturefromhistoweryperching;frown
　　Alionintogrowling，lothretire—
　　Tolose，atonce，allmytoil—breedingfire，
　　Andsinkthuslow！butIwilleasemybreast
　　Ofsecretgrief，hereinthisbowerynest.
　　"Thisriverdoesnotseethenakedsky，
　　Tillitbeginstoprogresssilverly
　　Aroundthewesternborderofthewood，
　　Whence，fromacertainspot，itswindingflood
　　Seemsatthedistancelikeacrescentmoon：
　　Andinthatnook，theveryprideofJune，
　　HadIbeenusedtopassmywearyeves;
　　Theratherforthesununwillingleaves
　　Sodearapictureofhissovereignpower，
　　AndIcouldwitnesshismostkinglyhour，
　　Whenhedothtightenupthegoldenreins，
　　Andpacesleisurelydownamberplains
　　Hissnortingfour.Nowwhenhischariotlast
　　Itsbeamsagainstthezodiac—lioncast，
　　Thereblossom’dsuddenlyamagicbed
　　Ofsacredditamy，andpoppiesred：
　　AtwhichIwonderedgreatly，knowingwell
　　Thatbutonenighthadwroughtthisfloweryspell;
　　And，sittingdowncloseby，begantomuse
　　Whatitmightmean.Perhaps，thoughtI，Morpheus，
　　Inpassinghere，hisowletpinionsshook;
　　Or，itmaybe，erematronNightuptook
　　Herebonurn，youngMercury，bystealth，
　　Haddipthisrodinit：suchgarlandwealth
　　Camenotbycommongrowth.ThusonIthought，
　　Untilmyheadwasdizzyanddistraught.
　　Moreover，throughthedancingpoppiesstole
　　Abreeze，mostsoftlylullingtomysoul;
　　Andshapingvisionsallaboutmysight
　　Ofcolours，wings，andburstsofspanglylight;
　　Thewhichbecamemorestrange，andstrange，anddim，
　　Andthenweregulph’dinatumultuousswim：
　　AndthenIfellasleep.Ah，canItell
　　Theenchantmentthatafterwardsbefel？
　　Yetitwasbutadream：yetsuchadream
　　Thatnevertongue，althoughitoverteem
　　Withmellowutterance，likeacavernspring，
　　Couldfigureoutandtoconceptionbring
　　AllIbeheldandfelt.MethoughtIlay
　　Watchingthezenith，wherethemilkyway
　　Amongthestarsinvirginsplendourpours;
　　Andtravellingmyeye，untilthedoors
　　Ofheavenappear’dtoopenformyflight，
　　Ibecamelothandfearfultoalight
　　Fromsuchhighsoaringbyadownwardglance：
　　Sokeptmestedfastinthatairytrance，
　　Spreadingimaginarypinionswide.
　　When，presently，thestarsbegantoglide，
　　Andfaintaway，beforemyeagerview：
　　AtwhichIsigh’dthatIcouldnotpursue，
　　Anddroptmyvisiontothehorizon’sverge;
　　Andlo！fromopeningclouds，Isawemerge
　　Theloveliestmoon，thateversilver’do’er
　　AshellforNeptune’sgoblet：shedidsoar
　　Sopassionatelybright，mydazzledsoul
　　Comminglingwithherargentspheresdidroll
　　Throughclearandcloudy，evenwhenshewent
　　Atlastintoadarkandvapourytent—
　　Whereat，methought，thelidless—eyedtrain
　　Ofplanetsallwereintheblueagain.
　　Tocommunewiththoseorbs，oncemoreIrais’d
　　Mysightrightupward：butitwasquitedazed
　　Byabrightsomething，sailingdownapace，
　　Makingmequicklyveilmyeyesandface：
　　AgainIlook’d，and，Oyedeities，
　　WhofromOlympuswatchourdestinies！
　　Whencethatcompletedformofallcompleteness？
　　Whencecamethathighperfectionofallsweetness？
　　Speak，stubbornearth，andtellmewhere，Owhere
　　Hastthouasymbolofhergoldenhair？
　　Notoat—sheavesdroopinginthewesternsun;
　　Not—thysofthand，fairsister！letmeshun
　　Suchfollyingbeforethee—yetshehad，
　　Indeed，locksbrightenoughtomakememad;
　　Andtheyweresimplygordian’dupandbraided，
　　Leaving，innakedcomeliness，unshaded，
　　Herpearlroundears，whiteneck，andorbedbrow;
　　Thewhichwereblendedin，Iknownothow，
　　Withsuchaparadiseoflipsandeyes，
　　Blush—tintedcheeks，halfsmiles，andfaintestsighs，
　　That，whenIthinkthereon，myspiritclings
　　Andplaysaboutitsfancy，tillthestings
　　Ofhumanneighbourhoodenvenomall.