John Keats — On Lee Hunt’s The Tale of Rimini: Verse

Do you like to contemplate the dawn with half an eye,
Clinging to the pillow with your sleeping cheek?
To the charm of this story
Give in — and you will be filled with longing

In a meadow with a splashing river.
Your gaze lingers: the heavenly brilliance does not immediately
He drinks, sliding a diamond on Vesper.
Starlight embraces you, peace,

Like this verse about the night illuminated by the
Divine Huntress Diana.
And if you’re kind of a moralist

Your spirit will find a welcome shelter in the forest,
Where the spruce drops cones, the air is
hazy, Zoryanka sing, a dead leaf dries.

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