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When I Have Fears That I May Cease To Be: Launch Audio in A New Window John Keats

The poem expresses the speaker's fear that they may die before having a chance to write down all the ideas in their brain or trace the patterns in the stars, leaving their thoughts and dreams unfulfilled. The speaker worries that they will never again experience the simple joy of new love or the desire for fame, and that these things will fade to nothing if they cease to exist before achieving them.

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When I Have Fears That I May Cease To Be: Launch Audio in A New Window John Keats

The poem expresses the speaker's fear that they may die before having a chance to write down all the ideas in their brain or trace the patterns in the stars, leaving their thoughts and dreams unfulfilled. The speaker worries that they will never again experience the simple joy of new love or the desire for fame, and that these things will fade to nothing if they cease to exist before achieving them.

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When I have Fears That I May Cease to Be 

Launch Audio in a New Window

BY  J O H N K E A T S

When I have fears that I may cease to be 


   Before my pen has gleaned my teeming brain, 
Before high-pilèd books, in charactery, 
   Hold like rich garners the full ripened grain; 
When I behold, upon the night’s starred face, 
   Huge cloudy symbols of a high romance, 
And think that I may never live to trace 
   Their shadows with the magic hand of chance; 
And when I feel, fair creature of an hour, 
   That I shall never look upon thee more, 
Never have relish in the faery power 
   Of unreflecting love—then on the shore 
Of the wide world I stand alone, and think 
Till love and fame to nothingness do sink.

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