I almost wish we were butterflies and liv'd but three summer days - three such days with you I could fill with more delight than fifty common years could ever contain.


The Poetical Works and Other Writings of John Keats (ed. 1883)


I almost wish we were butterflies and liv'd but three summer days - three such days with you I could fill with more delight than fifty common years...

I almost wish we were butterflies and liv'd but three summer days - three such days with you I could fill with more delight than fifty common years...

I almost wish we were butterflies and liv'd but three summer days - three such days with you I could fill with more delight than fifty common years...

I almost wish we were butterflies and liv'd but three summer days - three such days with you I could fill with more delight than fifty common years...