ull,
And the harvest's done.

"I see a lily on thy brow,
With anguish moist and fever-dew;
And on thy cheeks a fading rose
Fast withereth too."

"I met a lady in the meads,
Full beautiful, a faery's child;
Her hair was long, her foot was light,
And her eyes were wild.

"I made a garland for her head,
And bracelets too, and fragrant zone:
She looked at me as she did love,
And made sweet moan.

"I set her on my pacing steed,
And nothing else saw all day long;
For sideways would she lean and sing
A faery's song.

"She found me roots of relish sweet,
And honey wild, and manna-dew;
And sure in language strange she said--
'I love thee true.'

"She took me to her elfin grot,
And there she gazed and sighed deep,
And there I shut her wild sad eyes--
So kissed to sleep.

"And there we slumbered on the moss,
And there I dreamed--ah woe betide!--
The latest dream I ever dreamed
On the cold hill-side.

"I saw pale kings and princes too,
Pale warriors--death-pale were they all;
They cried--'La Belle Dame sans Merci
Hath thee in thrall.'

"I saw their starved lips in the gloam
With horrid warning gaped wide;
And I awoke, and found me here
On the cold hill-side.

"And this is why I sojourn here,
Alone and palely loitering;
Though the sedge is withered from the lake,
And no birds sing."

This is a poem of _impression_. The impression is immediate, final, and
permanent; and words would be more than wasted upon pointing out to the
reader that such and such are the details which have conduced to impress
him.

In the five odes there is naturally some diversity in the degrees of
excellence. I have given their titles above in the probable (not
certain) order of their composition. Considered intellectually, we might
form a kind of symphony out of them, and arrange it thus--1, "Grecian
Urn"; 2, "Psyche"; 3, "Autumn"; 4, "Melancholy"; 5, "Nightingale"; and,
if Keats had left us nothing else, we should have in this symphony an
almost complete picture of his poetic mind, only omitting, or
representing deficiently, that more instinctive sort of enjoyment which
partakes of gaiety. Viewing all these wondrous odes together, the
predominant quality which we trace in them is an extreme susceptibili