UNFELT unheard, unseen, <br /> I've left my little queen, <br />Her languid arms in silver slumber lying: <br /> Ah! through their nestling touch, <br /> Who---who could tell how much <br />There is for madness---cruel, or complying? <br /> <br /> Those faery lids how sleek! <br /> Those lips how moist!---they speak, <br />In ripest quiet, shadows of sweet sounds: <br /> Into my fancy's ear <br /> Melting a burden dear, <br />How "Love doth know no fulness, nor no bounds." <br /> <br /> True!---tender monitors! <br /> I bend unto your laws: <br />This sweetest day for dalliance was born! <br /> So, without more ado, <br /> I'll feel my heaven anew, <br />For all the blushing of the hasty morn. <br /> <br />.<br /><br />John Keats<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/lines/
