Francis T. Palgrave, ed. (1824–1897). The Golden Treasury. 1875.
John Keats CXCIX. The Terror of DeathW
Before my pen has glean’d my teeming brain,
Before high-pilèd books, in charact’ry
Hold like rich garners the full-ripen’d grain;
Huge cloudy symbols of a high romance,
And think that I may never live to trace
Their shadows, with the magic hand of chance;
That I shall never look upon thee more,
Never have relish in the faery power
Of unreflecting love;—then on the shore
Till Love and Fame to nothingness do sink.