John Keats

(31 October 1795 – 23 February 1821 / London, England)

Comments about John Keats

  • Veteran Poet - 1,928 Points p.a. noushad (8/1/2008 3:48:00 AM)

    your poems I read again and again, a nice experience.

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  • Veteran Poet - 1,928 Points p.a. noushad (8/1/2008 3:40:00 AM)

    your poems are heart touching and romantic.

  • Rookie Rohan R (7/29/2008 10:01:00 AM)

    Gifted poet that touches the painful hearts

  • Veteran Poet - 1,928 Points p.a. noushad (7/14/2008 3:58:00 AM)

    Dear keats I love your poems again and again.

  • Veteran Poet - 1,928 Points p.a. noushad (6/14/2008 1:44:00 AM)

    romantic touch with painful realities.

  • Rookie Javier Alonso (6/7/2008 10:12:00 PM)

    great use of imagery.
    you definitely got me to imagine everything going on

    good job!

  • Rookie Donny S (6/28/2006 2:09:00 AM) definitely one of my favourite poets......I know that, a friend of mine, named Jayan in India dotes on him.......

  • Rookie - 4 Points Vikram Aarella - The Poem Shooter (6/1/2006 2:37:00 PM)

    Keats will remain one of my favourite authors.

Best Poem of John Keats

A Thing Of Beauty (Endymion)

A thing of beauty is a joy for ever:
Its lovliness increases; it will never
Pass into nothingness; but still will keep
A bower quiet for us, and a sleep
Full of sweet dreams, and health, and quiet breathing.
Therefore, on every morrow, are we wreathing
A flowery band to bind us to the earth,
Spite of despondence, of the inhuman dearth
Of noble natures, of the gloomy days,
Of all the unhealthy and o'er-darkn'd 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, ...

Read the full of A Thing Of Beauty (Endymion)


Bards of Passion and of Mirth,
Ye have left your souls on earth!
Have ye souls in heaven too,
Double lived in regions new?
Yes, and those of heaven commune
With the spheres of sun and moon;
With the noise of fountains wound'rous,
And the parle of voices thund'rous;
With the whisper of heaven's trees

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