By our own spirits are we deified:We Poets in our youth begin in gladness;But thereof come in the end despondency and madness.
A youth to whom was givenSo much of earth, so much of heaven.And such impetuous blood.
To be young was very heaven!
We Poets in our youth begin in gladness; But thereof come in the end despondency and madness.
A youth to whom was given So much of earth, so much of heaven.