23 April 1564 - 23 April 1616
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Chief Poet! and ye clouds of Albion,
Begetters of our deep eternal theme,
When through the old oak forest I am gone,
Let me not wander in a barren dream,
But when I am consumed in the fire,
Give me new phoenix wings to fly at my desire.
from John Keats, "Written Before Re-Reading King Lear"