Forever Fair
Bold Lover, never, never canst thou kiss,
Though winning near the goal--yet, do not grieve;
She cannot fade, though thou hast not thy bliss,
For ever wilt though love, and she be fair!
-John Keats (1795-1821),
Ode on a Grecian Urn
images © 2000 by Randy Wang
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