The song of a nightingale sent thro' a slumbrous valley, <br />Low-lidded with twilight, and tranced with the dolorous sound, <br />Tranced with a tender enchantment; the yearning of passion <br />That wins immortality even while panting delirious with death.<br /><br />George Meredith<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-poetry-of-keats/
