John Keats

1795 - 1821 *

nineteenth century English poet, a principal figure in the Romantic movement

English lyric poet, the archetype of the Romantic writer. While still in good health, Keats was the opposite of overburdened, sensitive soul. Keats felt that the deepest meaning of life lay in the apprehension of material beauty, although his mature poems reveal his fascination with a world of death and decay. Most of his best work appeared in one year.

Darkling I listen; and for many a time
I have been half in love with easeful Death
(from 'To a Nightingale'

John Keats was born in London as the son of a successful livery-stable manager. He was the oldest of ... [read entire biography]

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KEATS, JOHN (1795—1821), English poet, was born on the 29th or 3ist of October 1795 at the sign of the Swan and Hoop, 24 The Pavement, Moorfields, London. He published his first volume of verse in 1817, his second in the following year, his third in 1820, and died of consumption at Rome on the 23rd of February 1821 in the fourth month of his twenty-sixth year. (For the biographical facts see the later section of this article.)

In Keats’s first book there was little foretaste of anything great... [read entire biography]

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Keats' Nightingale: An Essay on Actuality and Imagination -- A critical deconstruction and analysis concerning the elements of actuality and imagination in Keats' Nightingale.
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A thing of beauty is a joy forever;
Its loveliness increases; it will never
Pass into nothingness. -- Endymion. Book i.

John Keats

He ne'er is crown'd
With immortality, who fears to follow
Where airy voices lead. -- Endymion. Book ii.

John Keats

To sorrow
I bade good-morrow,
And thought to leave her far away behind;
But cheerly, cheerly,
She loves me dearly;
She is so constant to me, and so kind. -- Endymion. Book iv.

John Keats

So many, and so many, and such glee. -- Endymion. Book iv.

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Love in a hut, with water and a crust,
Is--Love, forgive us!--cinders, ashes, dust. -- Lamia. Part ii.

John Keats

There was an awful rainbow once in heaven:
We know her woof, her texture; she is given
In the dull catalogue of common things.
Philosophy will clip an angel's wings. -- Lamia. Part ii.

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Music's golden tongue
Flatter'd to tears this aged man and poor. -- The Eve of St. Agnes. Stanza 3.

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The silver snarling trumpets 'gan to chide. -- The Eve of St. Agnes. Stanza 4.

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Asleep in lap of legends old. -- The Eve of St. Agnes. Stanza 15.

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Sudden a thought came like a full-blown rose,
Flushing his brow. -- The Eve of St. Agnes. Stanza 16.

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