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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=421115" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>To John Hamilton Reynolds</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=421115" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">O that a week could be an age, and we<br>Felt parting and warm meeting every week,<br>Then one poor year a thousand years would be,<br>The flush of welcome ever on the cheek:<br>So could we live long life in little space,<br>So time itself would be annihilate,<br>So a day's journey in oblivious haze<br>To serve ourjoys would lengthen and dilate.<br>O to arrive each Monday morn from Ind!<br>To land each Tuesday from the rich Levant!<br>In little time a host of joys to bind,<br>And keep our souls in one eternal pant!<br>This morn, my friend, and yester-evening taught<br>Me how to harbour such a happy thought.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=John+Keats">John Keats</a></strong></div>

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