To One who has been Long in City Pent

Original Text: 
John Keats, Poems (1817).
2      'Tis very sweet to look into the fair
3      And open face of heaven,--to breathe a prayer
4Full in the smile of the blue firmament.
5Who is more happy, when, with heart's content,
6      Fatigued he sinks into some pleasant lair
7      Of wavy grass, and reads a debonair
8And gentle tale of love and languishment?
9Returning home at evening, with an ear
10      Catching the notes of Philomel,--an eye
11Watching the sailing cloudlet's bright career,
13E'en like the passage of an angel's tear
14      That falls through the clear ether silently.

Notes

1] Compare Paradise Lost, IX, 445: "As one who long in populous City pent...." Back to Line
12] Philomel: the nightingale. Back to Line
Publication Start Year: 
1817
RPO poem Editors: 
J. R. MacGillivray
RPO Edition: 
3RP 2.620.
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