Malaria

He lurks among the reeds, beside the marsh,

Red oleanders twisted in His hair,

His eyes are haggard and His lips are harsh,

Upon His breast the bones show gaunt and bare.

The green and stagnant waters lick His feet,

And from their filmy, iridescent scum

Clouds of mosquitoes, gauzy in the heat,

Rise with His gifts: Death and Delirium.

His messengers: They bear the deadly taint

On spangled wings aloft and far away,

Making thin music, strident and yet faint,

From golden eve to silver break of day.

The baffled sleeper hears th’ incessant whine

Through his tormented dreams, and finds no rest

The thirsty insects use his blood for wine,

Probe his blue veins and pasture on his breast.

While far away He in the marshes lies,

Staining the stagnant water with His breath,

An endless hunger burning in His eyes,

A famine unassuaged, whose food is Death.

He hides among the ghostly mists that float

Over the water, weird and white and chill,

And peasants, passing in their laden boat,

Shiver and feel a sense of coming ill.

A thousand burn and die; He takes no heed,

Their bones, unburied, strewn upon the plain,

Only increase the frenzy of His greed

To add more victims to th’ already slain.

He loves the haggard frame, the shattered mind,

Gloats with delight upon the glazing eye,

Yet, in one thing, His cruelty is kind,

He sends them lovely dreams before they die;

Dreams that bestow on them their heart’s desire,

Visions that find them mad, and leave them blest,

To sink, forgetful of the fever’s fire,

Softly, as in a lover’s arms, to rest.

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Poems in English 

• Spenserian Stanzas On Charles Armitage Brown poem – John Keats poems by John Keats
• Spenserian Stanza. Written At The Close Of Canto II, Book V, Of “The Faerie Queene” poem – John Keats poems by John Keats
• Specimen Of An Induction To A Poem poem – John Keats poems by John Keats
• Sonnet XVII. Happy Is England poem – John Keats poems by John Keats
• Sonnet XVI. To Kosciusko poem – John Keats poems by John Keats
• Sonnet XV. On The Grasshopper And Cricket poem – John Keats poems by John Keats
• Sonnet XIV. Addressed To The Same (Haydon) poem – John Keats poems by John Keats
• Sonnet X. To One Who Has Been Long In City Pent poem – John Keats poems by John Keats
• Sonnet XIII. Addressed To Haydon poem – John Keats poems by John Keats
• Sonnet XII. On Leaving Some Friends At An Early Hour poem – John Keats poems by John Keats
• Sonnet XI. On First Looking Into Chapman’s Homer poem – John Keats poems by John Keats
• Sonnet. Written Upon The Top Of Ben Nevis poem – John Keats poems by John Keats
• Sonnet. Written On A Blank Space At The End Of Chaucer’s Tale Of ‘The Floure And The Lefe’ poem – John Keats poems by John Keats
• Sonnet. Written On A Blank Page In Shakespeare’s Poems, Facing ‘A Lover’s Complaint’ poem – John Keats poems by John Keats
• Sonnet. Written In Disgust Of Vulgar Superstition poem – John Keats poems by John Keats
• Sonnet. Written In Answer To A Sonnet By J. H. Reynolds poem – John Keats poems by John Keats
• Sonnet. Written Before Re-Read King Lear poem – John Keats poems by John Keats
• Sonnet. Why Did I Laugh Tonight? poem – John Keats poems by John Keats
• Sonnet: When I Have Fears That I May Cease To Be poem – John Keats poems by John Keats
• Sonnet VIII. To My Brothers poem – John Keats poems by John Keats

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