Ode to a Nightingale- Poets.org - Poetry, Poems, Bios & More: "Ode to a Nightingale
by John Keats
1.
My heart aches, and a drowsy numbness pains
My sense, as though of hemlock I had drunk,
Or emptied some dull opiate to the drains
One minute past, and Lethe-wards had sunk:
'Tis not through envy of thy happy lot,
But being too happy in thine happiness,— "
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