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,
Trees old and young, sprouting a shady boon
For simple sheep; and such are daffodils
With the green world they live in; and clear rills
That for themselves a cooling covert make
'Gainst the hot season; the mid-forest brake,
Rich with a sprinkling of fair musk-rose blooms:
And such too is the grandeur of the dooms
We have imagined for the mighty dead;
An endless fountain of immortal drink,
Pouring unto us from the heaven's brink.
He has been one of my best. And he will always be' this is why i wrote him a poem tittled ' ode to keat'
I am really enjoying his feeling in all his verses where he still lives, it is a gift to every creators to live until their creation's lives.....Forever.....
The strength and power of the human spirit (innate, natural beauty) is THE BEAUTY which Keats says is A JOY FOREVER, not nature as a therapy center (that's so daft) .
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A poem that stands much higher than all of mine combined, again, just amazing😊
An endless fountain of immortal drink, Pouring unto us from the heaven's brink.....love these lines. Beautiful poem nicely executed.five stars.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
marvelous and inspiring