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
thank-god dying easy
Severn - I - lift me up - I am dying - I shall die easy; don't be frightened - be firm, and thank God it has come.
creative awareness endymion
That which is creative must create itself.
life dust water
Love in a hut, with water and a crust, Is - Love, forgive us! - cinders, ashes, dust.
love crush without-you
I Cannot Exist Without You. I Am Forgetful Of Everything But Seeing You Again...
war tombstone lying
Here lies one whose name was writ in water.
wish crowds littles
Who would wish to be among the commonplace crowd of the little famous - who are each individually lost in a throng made up of themselves?
vision hierarchy olympus
O latest born and loveliest vision far of all Olympus' faded hierarchy.
time nurse
Time, that aged nurse, Rocked me to patience.
summer nature wind
What is more gentle than a wind is summer?
life mean wish
I wish you could invent some means to make me at all happy without you. Every hour I am more and more concentrated in you; everything else tastes like chaff in my mouth.
life night winning
And there shall be for thee all soft delight That shadowy thought can win, A bright torch, and a casement ope at night, To let the warm Love in!
life self long-ago
Ghosts of melodious prophesyings rave Round every spot where trod Apollo's foot; Bronze clarions awake, and faintly bruit, Where long ago a giant battle was; And, from the turf, a lullaby doth pass In every place where infant Orpheus slept. Feel we these things? - that moment have we stept Into a sort of oneness, and our state Is like a floating spirit's. But there are Richer entanglements, enthralments far More self-destroying, leading, by degrees, To the chief intensity: the crown of these Is made of love and friendship, and sits high Upon the forehead of humanity.
life doors two
I compare human life to a large mansion of many apartments, two of which I can only describe, the doors of the rest being as yet shut upon me.
hope sweet dark
So, when dark thoughts my boding spirit shroud, Sweet Hope! celestial influence round me shed Waving thy silver pinions o'er my head.