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Poems 1817by John Keats

To one who has been long in c...

 To one who has been long in city pent,   'Tis very sweet to look into the fair   And open face of heaven,--to breathe a prayer Full in the smile of the blue firmament. Who is more happy, when, with hearts content,   Fatigued he sinks into some pleasant lair   Of wavy grass, and reads a debonair And gentle tale of love and languishment? Returning home at evening, with an ear   Catching the notes of Philomel,--an eye Watching the sailing cloudlet's bright career,   He mourns that day so soon has glided by: E'en like the passage of an angel's tear   That falls through the clear ether silently.