Addressed to the Same

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Addressed to the Same
by John Keats

GREAT spirits now on earth are sojourning;
  He of the cloud, the cataract, the lake,
  Who on Helvellyn’s summit, wide awake,
Catches his freshness from Archangel’s wing:
He of the rose, the violet, the spring,
  The social smile, the chain for Freedom’s sake:
  And lo!—whose stedfastness would never take
A meaner sound than Raphael’s whispering.
And other spirits there are standing apart
  Upon the forehead of the age to come;
These, these will give the world another heart,
  And other pulses. Hear ye not the hum
Of mighty workings?—————
  Listen awhile ye nations, and be dumb.

This work published before January 1, 1923 is in the public domain worldwide because the author died at least 100 years ago.