I scarcely remember counting upon happiness—I look not for it if it be not in the present hour—nothing startles me beyond the moment. The setting sun will always set me to rights, or if a sparrow come before my Window I take part in its existence and pick about the gravel.
John KeatsAbout author
- Author's profession: Poet
- Nationality: english
- Born: October 31, 1795
- Died: February 23, 1821