No, no, go not to Lethe, neither twist Wolf’s-bane — John Keats Next Where are the songs of Spring? Ay, where are they? “ No, no, go not to Lethe, neither twist Wolf’s-bane, tight-rooted, for its poisonous wine. Pain and Despair Sadness and Melancholy Share Share Comments (0) Log in to post a comment. No comments yet. Be the first to comment.
