John Keats Quotes:
Ocupation: Poet
Life: October 31, 1795 - February 23, 1821
Birthday: October 31
Death: February 23
I stood tip-toe upon a little hill, The air was cooling, and so very still, That the sweet buds which with a modest pride Pull droopingly, in slanting curve aside, Their scantly leaved, and finely tapering stems, Had not yet lost those starry diadems Caught from the early sobbing of the morn.
topic: Sweet, Pride, Curves, Tapering, Goldfinches, Sobbing
