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Hither, Hither, Love

By John Keats

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Hither hither, love     'Tis a shady mead     Hither, hither, love!     Let us feed and feed!     Hither, hither, sweet     'Tis a cowslip bed     Hither, hither, sweet!     'Tis with dew bespread!     Hither, hither, dear     By the breath of life,     Hither, hither, dear!     Be the summer's wife!     Though one moment's pleasure     In one moment flies     Though the passion's treasure     In one moment dies;     Yet it has not passed,     Think how near, how near!     And while it doth last,     Think how dear, how dear!     Hither, hither, hither     Love its boon has sent     If I die and wither     I shall die content!

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John Keats (1795–1821) was an English Romantic poet whose odes—"Ode to a Nightingale," "Ode on a Grecian Urn," "To Autumn"—are among the most celebrated in the language. Despite dying of tuberculosis at 25, he produced work of extraordinary sensory richness and philosophical depth.

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