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 "title": "A Draught of Sunshine",
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  "year": 1848,
  "venue": "Life, Letters, and Literary Remains, of John Keats (1848)",
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   {
    "text": "Hence Burgundy, Claret, and Port,",
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   {
    "text": "Away with old Hock and Madeira,",
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   {
    "text": "Too earthly ye are for my sport;",
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   {
    "text": "There’s a beverage brighter and clearer.",
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   {
    "text": "Instead of a pitiful rummer,",
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   },
   {
    "text": "My wine overbrims a whole summer;",
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   },
   {
    "text": "My bowl is the sky,",
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   {
    "text": "And I drink at my eye,",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Till I feel in the brain",
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   },
   {
    "text": "A Delphian pain⁠—",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Then follow, my Caius! then follow:",
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   },
   {
    "text": "On the green of the hill",
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   {
    "text": "We will drink our fill",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Of golden sunshine,",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Till our brains intertwine",
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   {
    "text": "With the glory and grace of Apollo!",
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   {
    "text": "God of the Meridian,",
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   },
   {
    "text": "And of the East and West,",
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   {
    "text": "To thee my soul is flown,",
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   {
    "text": "And my body is earthward press’d.⁠—",
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   },
   {
    "text": "It is an awful mission,",
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   },
   {
    "text": "A terrible division;",
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   },
   {
    "text": "And leaves a gulf austere",
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   {
    "text": "To be fill’d with worldly fear.",
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   {
    "text": "Aye, when the soul is fled",
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   {
    "text": "To high above our head,",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Affrighted do we gaze",
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   },
   {
    "text": "After its airy maze,",
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   },
   {
    "text": "As doth a mother wild,",
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   },
   {
    "text": "When her young infant child",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Is in an eagle’s claws⁠—",
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   },
   {
    "text": "And is not this the cause",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Of madness?⁠—God of Song,",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Thou bearest me along",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Through sights I scarce can bear:",
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   },
   {
    "text": "O let me, let me share",
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   },
   {
    "text": "With the hot lyre and thee,",
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   },
   {
    "text": "The staid Philosophy.",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Temper my lonely hours,",
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   },
   {
    "text": "And let me see thy bowers",
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   },
   {
    "text": "More unalarm’d!",
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