A Must Read Poem In drear nighted December - Childhood Memories


     In drear Nighted December ( John Keats, 1795 - 1821 )

In drear nighted December,
Too happy, happy tree,
Thy branches ne’er remember
Their green felicity
The north cannot undo them
Nor frozen thawings glue
With a sleety whistle through them
From budding at the prime.
Apollo’s summer look;
In drear-nighted December,
Too happy, happy brook,
Thy bubblings ne’er remember
About the frozen time.
But with a sweet forgetting,
They stay their crystal fretting,
Never, never petting
The feel of not to feel it,
Ah! would ‘twere so with many
A gentle girl and boy
But were there ever any
Writh’d not of passed joy?
Was never said in rhyme.
When there is none to heal it
Nor numbed sense to steel it,

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