Answer To A Sonnet By J.H.Reynolds by John Keats
"Dark eyes are dearer far
Than those that mock the hyacinthine bell."
Blue! 'Tis the life of heaven,â€”the domain
Of Cynthia,â€”the wide palace of the sun,â€”
The tent of Hesperus, and all his train,â€”
The bosomer of clouds, gold, gray, and dun.
Blue! 'Tis the life of waters:â€”Ocean
And all its vassal streams, pools numberless,
May rage, and foam, and fret, but never can
Subside, if not to dark-blue nativeness.
Blue! gentle cousin of the forest-green,
Married to green in all the sweetest flowersâ€”
Forget-me-not,â€”the blue-bell,â€”and, that queen
Of secrecy, the violet: what strange powers
Hast thou, as a mere shadow! But how great,
When in an Eye thou art alive with fate!