I've turned back to each many, many times, but I've turned to Yeats more often over the years. That said, I suddenly feel a craving to read Keats' odes.
Yeats vs. Keats, Marvell vs. Donne: it's rather like ranking flowers in an astonishing bouquet--numbering the streaks of the tulip--why would we do it? Would it be helpful to us in some odd way?
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