Showing posts with label from Endymion by John Keats. Show all posts
Showing posts with label from Endymion by John Keats. Show all posts
Monday, January 30, 2012
A Thing of Beauty
A thing of beauty is a joy for ever:
Its loveliness increases; it will never
Pass into nothingness; but still will keep
A bower quiet for us, . . .
Or so I hope. There is a proposal to frack under these woods, which I am hoping won't be approved.
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