Editing Hyperion (poem) (section)

==Extract==
From Book I, lines spoken by the Titan Hyperion:
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Saturn is fallen, am I too to fall?
Am I to leave this haven of my rest,
This cradle of my glory, this soft clime,
This calm luxuriance of blissful light,
These crystalline pavilions, and pure fanes,
Of all my lucent empire? It is left
Deserted, void, nor any haunt of mine.
The blaze, the splendour, and the symmetry,
I cannot see—but darkness, death and darkness.
Even here, into my centre of repose,
The shady visions come to domineer,
Insult, and blind, and stifle up my pomp.—
Fall!—No, by Tellus and her briny robes!
Over the fiery frontier of my realms
I will advance a terrible right arm
Shall scare that infant thunderer, rebel Jove,
And bid old Saturn take his throne again.<ref>{{cite book |title=The Poems of John Keats |last=Keats |first=John |author-link=John Keats |editor-last=Sélincourt |editor-first=Ernest De |editor-link=Ernest de Sélincourt |date=1905 |location=New York |publisher=Dodd, Mead & Company |oclc=11128824 |url=https://archive.org/details/poemsofjohnkeats00keat/page/212 |page=212}}</ref>
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