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Originally Posted by Hamlet53
...I may...only commit to reading the list of Keats poems listed under that selection...
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Oh yes, certainly, that's why I made the list. The nominated list totals about 150 pages I think.
Here's a taste of Keats for anyone interested, one of his most famous, about wanting to lay his head forever on his sleeping lover's chest (and if you read it, you'll already have read part of the nomination!):
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Bright star, would I were stedfast as thou art—
Not in lone splendour hung aloft the night
And watching, with eternal lids apart,
Like nature's patient, sleepless Eremite,
The moving waters at their priestlike task
Of pure ablution round earth's human shores,
Or gazing on the new soft-fallen mask
Of snow upon the mountains and the moors
No—yet still stedfast, still unchangeable,
Pillow'd upon my fair love's ripening breast,
To feel for ever its soft fall and swell,
Awake for ever in a sweet unrest,
Still, still to hear her tender-taken breath,
And so live ever—or else swoon to death.