Written under a portrait of Keats

WRITTEN UNDER A PORTRAIT OF KEATS.

A GOD-LIKE face, with human love and will
And tender fancy traced in every line:
A god-like face, but oh, how human still!
Dear Keats, who love the gods their love is thine.

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