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''Praise or blame has but a momentary effect on the man whose love of beauty in the abstract makes him a severe critic on his own works.''
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John Keats (1795-1821), British poet. letter, Oct. 9, 1818. Letters of John Keats, no. 90, ed. Frederick Page (1954).
Despite Shelley's assertion ...
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I have been astonished that men could die martyrs for religion—I have shuddered at it. I shudder no more—I could be martyred for my religion—Love is my religion—I could die for tha...
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John Keats (1795-1821), British poet. letter, Oct. 13, 1819, to his fiancée Fanny Brawne. Letters of John Keats, no. 160, ed. Frederick Page (1954).
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''Do you not see how necessary a world of pains and troubles is to school an intelligence and make it a soul?''
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John Keats (1795-1821), British poet. letter, Feb. 14-May 3, 1819, to his brother and sister-in-law, George and Georgiana Keats. Letters of John Keats...
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''It appears to me that almost any man may like the spider spin from his own inwards his own airy citadel.''
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John Keats (1795-1821), British poet. letter, Feb. 19, 1818. Letters of John Keats, no. 48, ed. Frederick Page (1954).
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Give me books, fruit, French wine and fine weather and a little music out of doors, played by someone I do not know.... I admire lolling on a lawn by a water-lilied pond to eat white currants and see ...
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John Keats (1795-1821), British poet. Letter, August 28, 1819, to his sister Fanny Keats. Letters of John Keats, no. 146, ed. Frederick Page (1954).
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''Souls of Poets dead and gone,
What Elysium have ye known
Happy field or mossy cavern,
Choicer than the Mermaid Tavern?''
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John Keats (1795-1821), British poet. Lines on the Mermaid Tavern (l. 1-4). . .
The Complete Poems [John Keats]. John Barnard, ed. (3d ed., 1988) ...
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''Bards of Passion and of Mirth
Ye have left your souls on earth!
Have ye souls in heaven too,''
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John Keats (1795-1821), British poet. Ode: Bards of passion and of mirth (l. 1-3). . .
The Complete Poems [John Keats]. John Barnard, ed. (3d ed.,...
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''"Beauty is truth, truth beauty,"Mthat is all
Ye know on earth, and all ye need to know.''
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John Keats (1795-1821), British poet. Ode on a Grecian Urn, st. 5, Lamia, Isabella, The Eve of St. Agnes and Other Poems (1820).
Closing lines.
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''What men or gods are these? What maidens loth?
What mad pursuit? What struggle to escape?
What pipes and timbrels? What wild ecstasy?''
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John Keats (1795-1821), British poet. Ode on a Grecian Urn (l. 8-10). . .
The Complete Poems [John Keats]. John Barnard, ed. (3d ed., 1988) Pengui...
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''Thou still unravished bride of quietness,
Thou foster-child of silence and slow time.''
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John Keats (1795-1821), British poet. Ode on a Grecian Urn, st. 1 (1820).
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To My Brothers
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Small, busy flames play through the fresh laid coals,
And their faint cracklings o'er our silence creep
Like whispers of the household gods that keep
A gentle empire o'er fraternal souls.
And while, for rhymes, I search around the poles,
Your eyes are fix d, as in poetic sleep,
Upon the lore so voluble and deep,
That aye at fall of night our care condoles.
This is your birth-day Tom, and I rejoice
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