How astonishing is the chance

Of leaving this world impress a sense

Of natural beauties on us; hallelujah!



I think of green fields; I muse

With the greatest affection on every flower

I have known from my infancy; hallelujah!



Their shapes and colours are as new to me

As if I had just created them

With a superhuman fancy; hallelujah!



It is because they are connected

With the most thoughtless and the happiest

Moments of life.



How astonishing is the chance

Of leaving this world impress a sense

Of natural beauties on us!



The simple flowers of our Spring

Are what I want to see again; hallelujah!



[Lyrics by John Keats (1795-1821)]