济慈诗集之< When I Have Fears That I May Cease To Be>

When I Have Fears That I May Cease To Be By John Keats When I Have Fears That I May Cease To Be Before my pen has gleaned my teeming brain, Before high-piled books, in charactery, Hold like rich garners the full-ripened grain; When I behold, upon the night's starred face, Huge cloudy symbols of a high romance, And I feel that I maybe 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 fairy 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!