Endymion 1

Spite of despondence, of the inhuman dearth

Of noble natures, of the gloomy days,

Of all the unhealthy and o’er-darkened ways

Made for our searching: yes, in spite of all,

Some shape of beauty moves away the pall

From our dark spirits.

— John Keats

 

Unknown's avatar

About ubu507

This Is The Only Message For Discovering A Truly Satisfying Identity: Sensitive Individuals Should Not Consume This Product
This entry was posted in Poetry and Art. Bookmark the permalink.

1 Response to Endymion 1

  1. I’ve been following your blog since you started. You have made amazing progress. This site is an inspiration for all pursuing a long transition versus the big chop.

    – Rob

Leave a comment