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Hunt and Lee, comps. The Book of the Sonnet. 1867.

IX. Answer to a Sonnet Ending Thus

John Keats (1795–1821)

  • “Dark eyes are dearer far
  • Than those that made the hyacinthine bell.”
  • By J. H. REYNOLDS.

  • BLUE! ’T is the life of heaven,—the domain

    Of Cynthia,—the wide palace of the sun,—

    The tent of Hesperus, and all his train,—

    The bosomer of clouds, gold, gray, and dun.

    Blue! ’T is the life of waters,—ocean,

    And all its vassal streams: pools numberless

    May rage, and foam, and fret, but never can

    Subside, if not to dark blue nativeness.

    Blue! Gentle cousin of the forest green,

    Married to green in all the sweetest flowers,

    Forget-me-not,—the blue-bell,—and, that queen

    Of secrecy, the violet; what strange powers

    Hast thou, as a mere shadow! But how great,

    When in an Eye thou art alive with fate!