Here you will find thePoemSong. Written On A Blank Page In Beaumont And Fletcher's Worksof poet John Keats
1. Spirit here that reignest! Spirit here that painest! Spirit here that burneth! Spirit here that mourneth! Spirit! I bow My forehead low, Enshaded with thy pinions! Spirit! I look All passion struck, Into thy pale dominions! 2. Spirit here that laughest! Spirit here that quaffest! Spirit here that danceth! Spirit here that pranceth! Spirit! with thee I join in the glee, While nudging the elbow of Momus! Spirit! I flush With a Bacchanal blush, Just fresh from the banquet of Comus!
