On The Sea Poem by John Keats

On The Sea

Rating: 3.3


It keeps eternal whisperings around
Desolate shores, and with its mighty swell
Gluts twice ten thousand Caverns, till the spell
Of Hecate leaves them their old shadowy sound.
Often 'tis in such gentle temper found,
That scarcely will the very smallest shell
Be moved for days from where it sometime fell.
When last the winds of Heaven were unbound.
Oh, ye! who have your eyeballs vexed and tired,
Feast them upon the wideness of the Sea;
Oh ye! whose ears are dinned with uproar rude,
Or fed too much with cloying melody---
Sit ye near some old Cavern's Mouth and brood,
Until ye start, as if the sea nymphs quired!

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Paddy Harris 18 November 2008

Perfect poem to create the sea urge

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vghh 22 April 2021

dead poem

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Randomperson 22 February 2018

His poems are amazing, you should read Ode to a Nightingale, by him, John Keats, it's my favorite of his poems

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Orange Fox 20 February 2018

Looking for some insparartion!

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Brian Jani 13 May 2014

Keats i like it Amazing poetic skills here

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Randomperson 22 February 2018

He's dead, by the way: D

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* Sunprincess * 30 April 2014

......I love poems of the sea...so wonderful

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