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
passion meek alas
Alas! when passion is both meek and wild!
song heart home
Thou wast not born for death, immortal Bird! No hungry generations tread thee down; The voice I hear this passing night was heard In ancient days by emperor and clown: Perhaps the self-same song that found a path Through the sad heart of Ruth, when, sick for home, She stood in tears amid the alien corn; The same that ofttimes hath Charm'd magic casements, opening on the foam Of perilous seas, in faery lands forlorn.
voice two shapes
I never was in love - yet the voice and the shape of a woman has haunted me these two days.
art excellence intensity
The excellence of every Art is its intensity.
rights looks sparrows
I scarcely remember counting upon happiness—I look not for it if it be not in the present hour—nothing startles me beyond the moment. The setting sun will always set me to rights, or if a sparrow come before my Window I take part in its existence and pick about the gravel.
wise wisdom pride
I will give you a definition of a proud man: he is a man who has neither vanity nor wisdom one filled with hatreds cannot be vain, neither can he be wise.
sad depression water
I am in that temper that if I were under water I would scarcely kick to come to the top.
differences tasks speak
You speak of Lord Byron and me; there is this great difference between us. He describes what he sees I describe what I imagine. Mine is the hardest task.
philosophy angel wings
Philosophy will clip an angel's wings.
inspirational reading-poetry remembrance
Poetry should surprise by a fine excess and not by singularity, it should strike the reader as a wording of his own highest thoughts, and appear almost a remembrance.
art excellence literature
The excellency of every art is its intensity, capable of making all disagreeable evaporate.
nature fire heroism
There is an electric fire in human nature tending to purify - so that among these human creatures there is continually some birth of new heroism. The pity is that we must wonder at it, as we should at finding a pearl in rubbish.
men criticism blame
Praise or blame has but a momentary effect on the man whose love of beauty in the abstract makes him a severe critic on his own works.
men atheism literature
It appears to me that almost any man may like the spider spin from his own inwards his own airy citadel.