☠ When I Have Fears That I May Cease To Be

When i have fears that i may cease to be
Before my pen has glean'd my teeming brain,
Before high-piled books, in charactery,
Hold like rich garners the full ripen'd grain,
When i behold, upon the night's star face
Huge cloudy symbols of a high romance
And think that i may never live to trace
Their shadows with the magic hand and chance
And when i feel, fair creature of an hour,
That i shall never look upon the more,
Never have relish in the faery power
Of unreflecting love then on the shore
Of the wide world i stand alone and think
Till love and fame to nothingness do sink .