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

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Bright Star


Bright star, would I were stedfast as thou art--
Not in lone splendour hung aloft the night
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  • Anthony Di''anno (2/8/2014 4:31:00 AM)

    John, would I were a crevice in your heart,
    That held a bright cinder lost in the night,
    I would warm you through and ne'er depart,
    Mind your fevered brow through each tortured night,

    Fetch all that your condition needs to ask,
    I would also fetch things you needed more,
    I would be equal to every task,
    Let you trespass my thirsty human shore,

    For I would abandon respectable,
    And be a fool at true love's own behest,
    So when they drummed and tolled your sad death knell,
    I had met each and every request,

    Your voice is the whisper in a poet's breath,

    You are the Bright Star that shines beyond death.

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  • Sara Abu Zaki (1/30/2014 8:16:00 AM)

    @Nachiketha i believe he was addressing a night star and wishing he was as steadfast (still, eternally fixed) as it was. not because the star shines in loneliness above the Earth and watches over the seasons but because he (our poet) wishes to remain still in his lover's embrace and forever in love as he is in that particular moment.

    Imagine, swooning to death.. geez

  • Vivek Raval (1/6/2014 7:13:00 AM)

    This poem is very good.

  • Sam Mohammed (12/17/2013 7:35:00 AM)

    i love the poem, and, in fact, this poem explains almost half of my life.this is the best, a man can get! i am seeing a shining star everyday with my parents in my dream and i wish i will sleep forever in this happiness
    but unfortunately my mom breaks the dream for school.

  • Nachiketha Naveen (10/27/2013 1:58:00 AM)

    poems explain please

  • B. Laxmi Priya (7/17/2013 9:01:00 AM)

    beautifully composed by a great master...

  • Derek Smith (4/19/2013 3:55:00 AM)

    nice and beautiful poem

  • David Wood (4/6/2013 4:58:00 AM)

    What a beutiful poem. He was writing about his love Fanny Brawne. I wrote a poem Bright Star as a tribute to Keats.

  • Johann Joseph Claßen (12/21/2012 9:55:00 AM)

    German translated by / deutsch übertragen von

    Johann Joseph Claßen

    Stern

    Nach John Keats:
    Bright Star

    Stern! wäre ich gleich dir beständig nur –
    Nicht ruhte mehr beständig hehr aus Nacht
    Mein Blick auf einsam glänzender Natur
    Und schwände lang hin in Alleinseinspracht.

    Nicht ruhte er im Meer, des’ Priesterakt
    Rein wäscht, was küstenweit des Menschen Werk;
    Auf Schneenachtsweite nicht, wie keusch und nackt
    Sie glitzert, angeschmiegt an Moor und Berg.

    Nein – gleich beständig ruhte dauerhaft
    Der Blick auf meines Liebchens weißer Brust:
    Wie hingebettet sie sich hebt und strafft,

    Bereit auf immer der versüßten Lust,
    Nur diesem Atmensakt ganz nah devot
    Zu ruhen – oder schwinden in den Tod.

  • Kelsey Clark (12/19/2012 8:09:00 PM)

    For anyone who is deeply moved by romantic poetry, there is a movie called Bright Star that is centered on John Keats' love for a woman and their passionate but tragic love for one another. It is a lovely film. I just thought I'd share it since it makes this poem even more moving being used in a film.

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