Song: Written On A Blank Page In Beaumont And Fletcher’s Works

by John Keats

    Spirit here that reignest!
    Spirit here that painest!
    Spirit here that burneth!
    Spirit here that mourneth!
    Spirit! I bow
    My forehead low,
    Enshaded with thy pinions!
    Spirit! I look
    All passion struck,
    Into thy pale dominions!


    Spirit here that laughest!
    Spirit here that quaffest!
    Spirit here that danceth!
    Spirit here that pranceth!
    Spirit! with thee
    I join in the glee,
    While nudging the elbow of Momus!
    Spirit! I flush
    With a Bacchanal blush,
    Just fresh from the banquet of Comus!