Cento Poetry

Much have I traveled in the realms of gold
and many goodly states and kingdoms seen


What immortal hand or eye could frame
thy fearful symmetry.

Hail to thee blithe spirit


How do I love thee?  Let me count the ways.

Shall I compare thee to a summer’s day


I wandered lonely as a cloud

So, do not go gentle into that good night
because I could not stop for death
He kindly stopped for me
the owl and the pussycat went to sea.


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Poets in order:
John Keats, William Blake, Shelly, Elizabeth Barrett Browning, William Shakespeare, Wordsworth, Dylan Thomas, Emily Dickinson, Edward Lear

Stuff and nonsense by yours truly… 🙂

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