John Keats - To a Friend Who Sent Me Roses

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As late I rambled in the happy fields What time the sky-lark shakes the tremulous dew From his lush clover covert;—when anew Adventurous knights take up their dinted shields: I saw the sweetest flower wild nature yields A fresh-blown musk-rose; 'twas the first that threw Its sweets upon the summer: graceful it grew As is the wand that queen Titania wields And, as I feasted on its fragrancy I thought the garden-rose it far excell'd: But when, O Wеlls! thy roses came to me My sеnse with their deliciousness was spell'd: Soft voices had they, that with tender plea Whisper'd of peace, and truth, and friendliness unquell'd