A Draught Of Sunshine

John Keats
Hence Burgundy, Claret, and Port,
Away with old Hock and madeira,
oo earthly ye are for my s!ort"
here#s a $e%erage $righter and clearer&
'nstead of a !iriful rummer,
(y wine o%er$rims a whole summer"
(y $owl is the sky,
And ' drink at my eye,
ill ' feel in the $rain
A Del!hian !ain )
hen follow, my Caius* then follow+
On the green of the hill
,e will drink our fill
Of golden sunshine,
ill our $rains intertwine
,ith the glory and grace of A!ollo*
-od of the (eridian,
And of the .ast and ,est,
o thee my soul is flown,
And my $ody is earthward !ress#d& )
't is an awful mission,
A terri$le di%ision"
And lea%es a gul!h austere
o $e fill#d with worldly fear&
Aye, when the soul is fled
o high a$o%e our head,
Affrighted do we ga/e
After its airy ma/e,
As doth a mother wild,
,hen her young infant child
's in an eagle#s claws )
And is not this the cause
Of madness0 ) -od of Song,
hou $earest me along
hrough sights ' scarce can $ear+
O let me, let me share
,ith the hot lyre and thee,
he staid Philoso!hy&
em!er my lonely hours,
And let me see thy $owers
(ore unalarm#d*