Cento Poetry

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

(but)

What immortal hand or eye could frame
thy fearful symmetry.

Hail to thee blithe spirit

(for)

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

Shall I compare thee to a summer’s day

(where)

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
(and)
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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