Hence Burgundy, Claret, and Port,
Away with old Hock and madeira,
Too earthly ye are for my sport;
There's a beverage brighter and clearer.
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A thoughtfully envisioned profound life song reflecting different aspects of the personality of the poet inclusive of the melancholia that occasionally grips him.
So happy to see a genuine poem being picked, the genius of Keats stands the test of time and always will!
From meditative hours arises beautiful poetry. Same hours bring frightful images. Keats had faced them and utilized them so skillfully to create this marvelous poem.
O let me, let me share With the hot lyre and thee, The staid Philosophy. Temper my lonely hours, And let me see thy bowers More unalarm'd! outstanding conceptualization. This is one of the beautiful poem by Jojn Keats.
The first part of this poem made me wonder if Emily Dickinson had read it before she wrote hers that begins, “I taste a liquor never brewed”—they’re so similar. But then Keats’ delight in nature in this poem took an unexpected direction for me—fear—of his death if I read him right—a fear so well and poignantly expressed in his sonnet which begins, “When I have fears that I may cease to be.” -GK
The poetry of Keats is characterized by sensual imagery, most notably in the series of odes. Today his poems and letters are some of the most popular and most analyzed in English literature. Anf that is my subject and accidentally he is my most favourite all poets all times. Too saddest, he became world famous after his death still 24 years old, he died OTW back to England from sunny Italy. He wanted to be buried in his country.
Till l feel in the brain! ! ! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
What an exquisite imagery! “My wine overbrims a whole summer; My bowl is the sky, ” Only Keats can write this.
Extremely romantic poem with extraordinary skill and rhythm... Beautifully executed.. . Supreme
Temper my lonely hours. Well communicated. SYLVA- ONYEMA UBA
.........beautifully penned with an incredible rhythm...love this ★
Wonderful way to poetically portray Nature's healing spirit...
As in any other poems of the great poet this poem also feels sadness and very good words.
always loved john keats for his simplicity and soberness........
Aye, when the soul is fled To high above our head, Affrighted do we gaze After its airy maze, great 10++++++++++++++++++++++++++++