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I am sailing with thee through the dizzy sky! How beautiful thou art!

John Keats

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John Keats
Age: 25 †
Born: 1795
Born: October 31
Died: 1821
Died: February 23
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Physician
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Dizzy
Sailing
Thou
Thee
Sky
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