The Complete Poetical Works and Letters of John KeatsIn the few short years of his life John Keats created lasting images of beauty. He wrote with a firm touch, with rich yet controlled imagination, with a joyous delight in nature. He possessed an instant alchemy by which he transmuted all sights and sounds into poetry. Voracious reading set him standards rather than furnished him models, and he strove to perfect his poetry through constant creative revision. He pleaded for freedom of imagination as opposed to the constraints of the school of Pope. He traveled widely in a futile search for health. Finally, in Rome, at the age of twenty-five, John Keats died of consumption. -- From publisher's description. |
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... EARTH ARE SOJOURNING " II . HIGHMINDEDNESS , A JEALOUSY FOR GOOD TO KOSCIUSKO . To G. A. W. STANZAS : IN A DREAR - NIGHTED DE- CEMBER ' WRITTEN IN DISGUST OF VULGAR SU- PERSTITION · SONNET : HAPPY IS ENGLAND ! I COULD BE CONTENT " • ON ...
... EARTH ARE SOJOURNING " II . HIGHMINDEDNESS , A JEALOUSY FOR GOOD TO KOSCIUSKO . To G. A. W. STANZAS : IN A DREAR - NIGHTED DE- CEMBER ' WRITTEN IN DISGUST OF VULGAR SU- PERSTITION · SONNET : HAPPY IS ENGLAND ! I COULD BE CONTENT " • ON ...
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... earth should roam , And lead a life of woe , but not forsake His rugged path ; nor dare he view alone His future doom , which is but to awake . TO CHATTERTON 1 First printed in Life , Letters , and Literary Remains , but undated ...
... earth should roam , And lead a life of woe , but not forsake His rugged path ; nor dare he view alone His future doom , which is but to awake . TO CHATTERTON 1 First printed in Life , Letters , and Literary Remains , but undated ...
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... earth : The dying tones that fill the air , And charm the ear of evening fair , From thee , Great God of Bards , receive their heavenly birth . HYMN TO APOLLO GOD of the golden bow , And of the golden lyre , And of the golden hair , And ...
... earth : The dying tones that fill the air , And charm the ear of evening fair , From thee , Great God of Bards , receive their heavenly birth . HYMN TO APOLLO GOD of the golden bow , And of the golden lyre , And of the golden hair , And ...
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... earth's regions un- der ; And sometimes like a gentle whispering 29 Of all the secrets of some wond'rous thing That breathes about us in the vacant air ; So that we look around with prying stare , Perhaps to see shapes of light , aerial ...
... earth's regions un- der ; And sometimes like a gentle whispering 29 Of all the secrets of some wond'rous thing That breathes about us in the vacant air ; So that we look around with prying stare , Perhaps to see shapes of light , aerial ...
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... earth : happy are ye and glad . These things are , doubtless ; yet in truth we've had 230 Strange thunders from the potency of song ; Mingled indeed with what is sweet and strong From majesty : but in clear truth the themes Are ugly ...
... earth : happy are ye and glad . These things are , doubtless ; yet in truth we've had 230 Strange thunders from the potency of song ; Mingled indeed with what is sweet and strong From majesty : but in clear truth the themes Are ugly ...
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Page 213 - And fill all fruit with ripeness to the core; To swell the gourd, and plump the hazel shells With a sweet kernel; to set budding more, And still more, later flowers for the bees, Until they think warm days will never cease, For Summer has o'er-brimm'd their clammy cells.
Page 144 - MY HEART aches, and a drowsy numbness pains My sense, as though of hemlock I had drunk, Or emptied some dull opiate to the drains One minute past, and Lethe-wards had sunk...
Page 135 - Who are these coming to the sacrifice ? To what green altar, O mysterious priest, Lead'st thou that heifer lowing at the skies, And all her silken flanks with garlands drest?
Page 144 - O for a beaker full of the warm South, Full of the true, the blushful Hippocrene, With beaded bubbles winking at the brim, And purple-stained mouth; That I might drink, and leave the world unseen, And with thee fade away into the forest dim...
Page 145 - Thou wast not born for death, immortal Bird! No hungry generations tread thee down; The voice I hear this passing night was heard In ancient days by emperor and clown: Perhaps the self-same song that found a path Through the sad heart of Ruth, when sick for home, She stood in tears amid the alien corn; The same that oft-times hath Charm'd magic casements, opening on the foam Of perilous seas, in faery lands forlorn.
Page 49 - Of all the unhealthy and o'erdarkened ways Made for our searching : yes, in spite of all, Some shape of beauty moves away the pall From our dark spirits. Such the sun, the moon, Trees old and young, sprouting a shady boon For simple sheep ; and such are daffodils With the green world they live in...
Page 135 - Pipe to the spirit ditties of no tone: Fair youth, beneath the trees, thou canst not leave Thy song, nor ever can those trees be bare; Bold Lover, never, never canst thou kiss Though winning near the goal — yet, do not grieve; She cannot fade, though thou hast not thy bliss, For ever wilt thou love, and she be fair!
Page 131 - Of fruits, and flowers, and bunches of knot-grass, And diamonded with panes of quaint device...
Page 133 - mid the sapphire heaven's deep repose; Into her dream he melted, as the rose Blendeth its odour with the violet, — Solution sweet: meantime the frost-wind blows Like Love's alarum, pattering the sharp sleet Against the window-panes; St. Agnes
Page 145 - Away ! away ! for I will fly to thee, Not charioted by Bacchus and his pards, But on the viewless wings of Poesy...