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John Keats - Sonnet: When I Have Fears That I May Cease To Be
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When I have fears that I may cease to be
       Before my pen has glean`d my teeming brain, 
     Before high piled books, in charactry,
  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.
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