"Darkling I listen: and, for many a timeI have been half in love with easeful Death,
Call'd him soft names in many a musèd rhyme,
To take into the air my quiet breath;
Now more than ever seems it rich to die,
To cease upon the midnight with no pain..."
~ John Keats ~
From 'Ode to a Nightingale'
When does it become the 'urgent' thing? When?
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