When I Have Fears That I May Cease To Be

When I have fears that I may cease to be
Before my pen has glean’d my teeming brain,
Before high-piled books, in charactery,
Hold like rich garners the full ripen’d grain;
When I behold, upon the night’s starr’d 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.

Suggested read : John Keats

Suggested rythm: Kishore – manzilen apni jaga hai raaste apni jaga,’Sharaabi’

One Response to When I Have Fears That I May Cease To Be

  1. Ash August 31, 2006 at 7:25 am #

    Thoroughly enjoyed this one!

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