John Keats
John Keats
John Keatswas an English Romantic poet. He was one of the main figures of the second generation of Romantic poets, along with Lord Byron and Percy Bysshe Shelley, despite his work having been in publication for only four years before his death...
NationalityEnglish
ProfessionPoet
Date of Birth31 October 1795
country perseverance freedom
In the long vista of the years to roll,\\ Let me not see my country's honor fade;\\ Oh! let me see our land retain its soul!\\ Her pride in Freedom, and not Freedom's shade.
genius university innate
The genius of Shakespeare was an innate university.
stars eye science
'Tis the witching hour of night, Orbed is the moon and bright. And the stars they glisten, glisten, Seeming with bright eyes to listen- For what listen they?
giving joy unrest
Of love, that fairest joys give most unrest.
reality pursuit
Every mental pursuit takes its reality and worth from the ardour of the pursuer.
kindness ideas tools
To the very last, he [Napoleon] had a kind of idea; that, namely, of la carrière ouverte aux talents, - the tools to him that can handle them.
war calm
The days of peace and slumberous calm are fled.
rose flushing brows
Sudden a thought came like a full-blown rose, Flushing his brow.
delight philosopher virtue
What shocks the virtuous philosopher, delights the chameleon poet.
flower marigolds rounds
Open afresh your rounds of starry folds, Ye ardent Marigolds.
flower passive receptive
Let us open our leaves like a flower, and be passive and receptive.
sleep dragons
She hurried at his words, beset with fears, For there were sleeping dragons all around...
summer dream spring
Four Seasons fill the measure of the year; There are four seasons in the mind of man: He has his lusty Spring, when fancy clear Takes in all beauty with an easy span: He has his Summer, when luxuriously Spring's honey'd cud of youthful thought he loves To ruminate, and by such dreaming high Is nearest unto heaven: quiet coves His soul has in its Autumn, when his wings He furleth close; contented so to look On mists in idleness—to let fair things Pass by unheeded as a threshold brook. He has his Winter too of pale misfeature, Or else he would forego his mortal nature.
flower knowledge eye
Let us not go hurrying about and collecting honey, bee-like buzzing here and there for a knowledge of what is not to be arrived at, but let us open our leaves like a flower, and be passive and receptive, budding patiently under the eye of Apollo, and taking hints from every noble insect that favours us with a visit - sap will be given us for meat and dew for drink.