Nought but a lovely sighing of the wind Along the reedy stream; a half-heard strain, Full of sweet desolation-balmy pain. (John Keats)

Nought but a lovely sighing of the wind Along the reedy stream; a half-heard strain, Full of sweet desolation-balmy pain.

John Keats

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