John Keats,
Character of Charles Brown
“ Though he would oft-times feast on gillyflowers rare. The slang of cities in no wise he knew, Tipping the wink to him was heathen Greek. He sipped no olden Tom or ruin blue, Or Nantz or cheery-brandy drank full meek By many a damsel hoarse and rouge of cheek. Nor did he know each agèd watchman’s beat, Nor in obscurèd purlieus would he seek For curlèd Jewesses, with ankles neat, Who as they walk abroad make tinkling with their feet. ”
