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Sonnet. Written In Keats' "Endymion."

By Thomas Hood

Topics: classic

I saw pale Dian, sitting by the brink     Of silver falls, the overflow of fountains     From cloudy steeps; and I grew sad to think     Endymion's foot was silent on those mountains.     And he but a hush'd name, that Silence keeps     In dear remembrance, - lonely, and forlorn,     Singing it to herself until she weeps     Tears, that perchance still glisten in the morn: -     And as I mused, in dull imaginings,     There came a flash of garments, and I knew     The awful Muse by her harmonious wings     Charming the air to music as she flew -     Anon there rose an echo through the vale     Gave back Enydmion in a dreamlike tale.

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About Thomas Hood

Thomas Hood (1799–1845) was an English poet and humorist whose social protest poems "The Song of the Shirt" and "The Bridge of Sighs" drew attention to the plight of the poor. He was also a master of comic verse and wordplay.

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