“In a drear-nighted December, Too happy, happy brook, Thy bubblings ne'er remember Apollo's summer look; But with a sweet forgetting, They stay their crystal fretting, Never, never petting About the frozen time.” LooksRememberForgetSweetSummerFrozenCrystalsApolloDecemberBrooksFretting Book:The Complete Works of John Keats Source: The Complete Works of John Keats
“Roads are wet where'er one wendeth, And with rain the thistle bendeth, And the brook cries like a child! Not a rainbow shines to cheer us; Ah! the sun comes never near us, And the heavens look dark and wile.” LooksChildrenHeavenDarkSunCryRainShiningCheerWetRainbowBrooksThistles Author:Mary Howitt