“My spirit is too weak — mortality
Weighs heavily on me like unwilling sleep”

—  John Keats

"On Seeing the Elgin Marbles" (1817)
Context: My spirit is too weak — mortality
Weighs heavily on me like unwilling sleep,
And each imagin'd pinnacle and steep
Of godlike hardship tells me I must die
Like a sick Eagle looking at the sky.

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English Romantic poet 1795–1821

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