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Sharing Eve's Apple

By John Keats

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I     O Blush not so! O blush not so!     Or I shall think you knowing;     And if you smile the blushing while,     Then maidenheads are going. II     There's a blush for want, and a blush for shan't,     And a blush for having done it;     There's a blush for thought, and a blush for nought,     And a blush for just begun it. III     O sigh not so! O sigh not so!     For it sounds of Eve's sweet pippin;     By these loosen'd lips you have tasted the pips     And fought in an amorous nipping. IV     Will you play once more at nice-cut-core,     For it only will last our youth out,     And we have the prime of the kissing time,     We have not one sweet tooth out. V     There's a sigh for aye, and a sigh for nay,     And a sigh for "I can't bear it!"     O what can be done, shall we stay or run?     O cut the sweet apple and share it!

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About John Keats

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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