How astonishing is the chance Of leaving this world impress a sense Of natural beauties on us; hallelujah! I think of green fields; I muse With the greatest affection on every flower I have known from my infancy; hallelujah! Their shapes and colours are as new to me As if I had just created them With a superhuman fancy; hallelujah! It is because they are connected With the most thoughtless and the happiest Moments of life. How astonishing is the chance Of leaving this world impress a sense Of natural beauties on us! The simple flowers of our Spring Are what I want to see again; hallelujah! [Lyrics by John Keats (1795-1821)]