Treasure Island

John Keats

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

A Dream, After Reading Dante's Episode Of Paolo And Francesca


As Hermes once took to his feathers light,
When lulled Argus, baffled, swooned and slept,
So on a Delphic reed, my idle spright
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  • Gangadharan Nair Pulingat (2/19/2014 7:22:00 AM)

    Human life, its life situations, life after death, the hell, the heaven, the wonderful and magnificent literary poems of Dante, the kindness, and lot of feelings beautifully made as a poem from the magnetic words of our ever respected poet Keats which will be their upto the humanity and world is there I think. (Report) Reply

  • john tiong chunghoo (2/10/2007 11:44:00 AM)

    keats is always so well versed in greek mythology. hermes, i love, argus, i too love and the dragons, the hundred eyes, i never saw yet i love for its dragonness. love keats. (Report) Reply

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