Excerpted from Keats's Endymion (Book I), this Romantic meditation argues that beauty is the one constant joy in human life. Sun, moon, trees, daffodils, clear rills, musk-roses, and the noble deeds of the mighty dead — all become a source of immortal drink that lifts the pall from our dark spirits. Beauty is, in Keats's vision, an 'endless fountain' from heaven's brink.