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John Keats - Sonnet To George Keats: Written In Sickness
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Brother belov`d if health shall smile again,
Upon this wasted form and fever`d cheek:
If e`er returning vigour bid these weak
And languid limbs their gladsome strength regain,
Well may thy brow the placid glow retain
Of sweet content and thy pleas`d eye may speak
The conscious self applause, but should I seek
To utter what this heart can feel, Ah! vain
Were the attempt!  Yet kindest friends while o`er
My couch ye bend, and watch with tenderness
The being whom your cares could e`en restore,
From the cold grasp of Death, say can you guess
The feelings which these lips can ne`er express;
Feelings, deep fix`d in grateful memory`s store.
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