PoemHither, Hither, Love By John Keats October 23, 2020 Share0 Hither hither, love— ‘Tis a shady mead— Hither, hither, love! Let us feed and feed! Hither, hither, sweet— ‘Tis a cowslip bed— Hither, hither, sweet! ‘Tis with dew bespread! Hither, hither, dear By the breath of life, Hither, hither, dear!— Be the summer’s wife! Though one moment’s pleasure In one moment flies— Though the passion’s treasure In one moment dies;— Yet it has not passed— Think how near, how near!— And while it doth last, Think how dear, how dear! Hither, hither, hither Love its boon has sent— If I die and wither I shall die content! ― By John Keats Subscribe to Motivational Wizard Get a weekly email magazine jam-packed with all the best posts from Motivational Wizard.