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Sonnet To The Nile

By John Keats

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Son of the old Moon-mountains African!     Chief of the Pyramid and Crocodile!     We call thee fruitful, and that very while     A desert fills our seeing's inward span:     Nurse of swart nations since the world began,     Art thou so fruitful? or dost thou beguile     Such men to honour thee, who, worn with toil,     Rest for a space 'twixt Cairo and Decan?     O may dark fancies err! They surely do;     'Tis ignorance that makes a barren waste     Of all beyond itself. Thou dost bedew     Green rushes like our rivers, and dost taste     The pleasant sunrise. Green isles hast thou too,     And to the sea as happily dost haste.

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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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