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SONNET (ON THE DEATH OF HIS GRANDMOTHER) by JOHN KEATS

Poet Analysis

First Line: AS FROM THE DARKENING GLOOM A SILVER DOVE
Last Line: WHEREFORE DOES ANY GRIEF OUR JOY IMPAIR?
Subject(s): GRANDPARENTS; GRANDMOTHERS; GRANDFATHERS; GREAT GRANDFATHERS; GREAT GRANDMOTHERS;
As from the darkening gloom a silver dove
Upsoars, and darts into the Eastern light,
On pinions that naught moves but pure delight,
So fled thy soul into the realms above,
Regions of peace and everlasting love;
Where happy spirits, crown'd with circlets bright
Of starry beam, and gloriously bedight,
Taste the high joy none but the blest can prove.
There thou or joinest the immortal quire
In melodies that even Heaven fair
Fill with superior bliss, or, at desire
Of the omnipotent Father, cleavest the air
On holy message sent--What pleasures higher?
Wherefore does any grief our joy impair?



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