SorrowI bade good morrow,And thought leave far away behind;But cheerly — John Keats, Complete Poems

John Keats The Complete Poems

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To SorrowI bade good morrow,And thought to leave her far away behind;But cheerly, cheerly,She loves me dearly;She is so constant to me, and so kind.

John Keats, The Complete Poems

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