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
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Poetry should... should strike the reader as a wording of his own highest thoughts, and appear almost a remembrance.
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A drainless shower Of light is poesy: 'tis the supreme of power; 'Tis might half slumbering on its own right arm.
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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.
horse poetry pegasus
They swayed about upon a rocking horse, And thought it Pegasus.
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Sweet are the pleasures that to verse belong, And doubly sweet a brotherhood in song.
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Poetry should be great and unobtrusive, a thing which enters into one's soul, and does not startle it or amaze it with itself, but with its subject.
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A poem needs understanding through the senses. The point of diving in a lake is not immediately to swim to the shore; it’s to be in the lake, to luxuriate in the sensation of water. You do not work the lake out. It is an experience beyond thought. Poetry soothes and emboldens the soul to accept mystery.
music songs thou thy
Where are the songs of Spring? Ay, where are they? / Think not of them, thou hast thy music too,
fancy home pleasure thy
Ever let thy Fancy roam, Pleasure never is at home
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To set budding more, / And still more, later flowers for the bees, / Until they think warm days will never cease, / For summer has o'erbrimmed their clammy cells.
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They shall be accounted poet kings / Who simply tell the most heart-easing things.
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O soft embalmer of the still midnight, / Shutting, with careful fingers and benign / Our gloom-pleased eyes.
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O, for a draught of vintage! that hath been Cooled a long age in the deep-delvid earth...
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A drainless shower / Of light is poesy; 'tis the supreme power; / 'Tis might half slumbering on his own right arm.