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It is a flaw In happiness to see beyond our bourn, - It forces us in summer skies to mourn, It spoils the singing of the nightingale.

John Keats

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John Keats
Age: 25 †
Born: 1795
Born: October 31
Died: 1821
Died: February 23
Judge-Rapporteur
Physician
Poet
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Spoils
Summer
Nightingales
Singing
Flaw
Beyond
Skies
Happiness
Mourn
Force
Spoil
Flaws
Forces
Nightingale

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