In the canon
Ode to a Nightingale
- Form
- Form Poem
- Year
- Year 1819
- Pages
- Pages 2
Heartsick and half in love with death, a poet pours himself after a nightingale's song into the dark garden, almost leaves the world with it, and is tolled back to himself.
Thou wast not born for death, immortal Bird!
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