John Keats

Fragment of an Ode to Maia
(Written on May-Day, 1818)

MOTHER of Hermes! and still youthful Maia!
                    May I sing to thee
As thou wast hymned on the shores of Baiae?
                    Or may I woo thee
In earlier Sicilian? or thy smiles
Seek as they once were sought, in Grecian isles,
By bards who died content on pleasant sward,
    Leaving great verse unto a little clan?
O give me their old vigour! and unheard
    Save of the quiet primrose, and the span
                    Of heaven, and few ears,
Rounded by thee, my song should die away
                    Content as theirs,
Rich in the simple worship of a day.