John Keats

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

John Keats Poems

201. To Hope 12/31/2002
202. Happy Is England! I Could Be Content 1/3/2003
203. A Dream, After Reading Dante's Episode Of Paolo And Francesca 1/13/2003
204. A Draught Of Sunshine 3/22/2010
205. Give Me Women, Wine, And Snuff 1/3/2003
206. A Party Of Lovers 3/22/2010
207. La Belle Dame Sans Merci 12/31/2002
208. Fancy 12/31/2002
209. A Song About Myself 3/22/2010
210. Written On A Summer Evening 1/3/2003
211. His Last Sonnet 1/3/2003
212. Ode To Autumn 12/31/2002
213. Ode On A Grecian Urn 12/31/2002
214. When I Have Fears 12/31/2002
215. Ode To A Nightingale 12/31/2002
216. Bright Star 12/31/2002
217. A Thing Of Beauty (Endymion) 1/3/2003

Comments about John Keats

  • Menato San Menato San (8/5/2016 1:40:00 AM)

    One of my favourite poets.

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  • Leialoha Perkins (6/17/2016 12:43:00 AM)

    To the writer of this very fine, sensitive, thorough biography connecting extended critical reviews of the John Keats his poems, his friends, the times, the cross currents of appreciation and bitter responses from the poetʻs peers, not unmixed with a competitive personal challenge, my deepest gratitude. Not only are the insights fair, they are incisive. The range provokes extended questions and thought. I am sorry that the author has not listed his/her name, for my thanks is personal, not merely professional. Of special interest, for example, is to be informed that the Keats papers are at Harvard and that there was another young woman in John Keatsʻ life named Jones, and that Keats could not bear to write directly to Fanny Brawne, after arriving in Rome, but wrote to her mother, instead. This latter point explains why, in Jane Campionʻs movie Bright Star, the letter from Rome is addressed to Mrs. Brawne and not to Fanny. The difference reveals the excruciating pain that Keats must have experienced, which is confirmed seemingly nowhere else that I have read - of Keatsʻ cruel end, even among his loving friends who, for professional and correct reasons allowed Keats to suffer the interminable coughing and fever and hunger pains than allow him peace. For this sharing of knowledge, I thank you warmly,
    -Leialoha A. Perkins

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  • Sourabh Mishra Sourabh Mishra (3/8/2016 9:20:00 PM)

    One of my favourite poets. His poems are evergreen and capable of carrying human soul into another world.

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  • Fabrizio Frosini Fabrizio Frosini (12/13/2015 11:52:00 AM)

    ''Here lies one whose name was writ in water.''

    Epitaph for himself (1821)

    (written on the headstone of his grave, at the Non-Catholic Cemetery in Rome)

    (John Keats, (London, October 31,1795 – Rome, February 23,1821)

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  • Rahman wali (11/30/2015 12:13:00 AM)

    How Keats expressed dejection in his bright star.I need help from any one.I have to thesis on Keats dejection

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  • Soul Watcher Soul Watcher (11/24/2015 2:44:00 AM)

    Great poet with amazing poems ..

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  • Lace Ann GRACE (7/18/2015 10:26:00 PM)

    A favorite. It is relevant thriught the centuries

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  • Frank Avon (4/8/2015 3:14:00 PM)

    One of the finest essays ever written to interpret a poem was Earl Wasserman's chapter on 'The Grecian Urn, ' in his book The Finer Tone, published in 1953. Not only does it give brilliant insights into the meanings of the poem, it also shows what a careful craftsman Keats was in his handling of poetic form, language, syntax, and imagery. It's the kind of commentary Keats deserves. Wasserman finds keys to Keats' meaning in his letters and in his other (minor) poems. It is worth reading this chapter if for no other reason than to see Keats's concepts of 'heaven's bourne' and 'the pleasure thermometer' as patterns fleshed out in the poem.

    Frankly, it's not an easy chapter to read: it demands the kind of careful attention and the depth of intellectual curiosity that, indeed, are demanded by Keats' great poetry. It is unfair to extract one single quotation from Wasserman's essay, which must be read as an organic whole. However, this concluding reflection might spur you on to see how he arrived as this resolution of the last lines of the poem: this is all ye know on earth and all ye need to know. 'The sum of earthly wisdom is that in this world of pain and decay... art remains, immutable in its essence.... This art is forever available as 'a friend to man, ' a power willing to admit man to its 'sphery session.''

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  • Matthew Holloway (3/28/2015 12:37:00 PM)

    one of my favourite poets an idol to romance

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  • Mehmet Turgut Mehmet Turgut (3/12/2015 10:23:00 AM)

    very very gooog. sory good...

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Best Poem of John Keats

Ode To A Nightingale

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:
'Tis not through envy of thy happy lot,
But being too happy in thy happiness,---
That thou, light-winged Dryad of the trees,
In some melodious plot
Of beechen green, and shadows numberless,
Singest of summer in full-throated ease.

O for a draught of vintage, that hath been
Cooled a long age in the deep-delved earth,
Tasting ...

Read the full of Ode To A Nightingale

To My Brothers

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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