Give me your patience, sister, while I frame Exact in capitals your golden name; Or sue the fair Apollo and he will Rouse from his heavy slumber and instill…
İngiliz romantik şair. Yirmi beş yaşında veremden öldü; kısa ömrüne sığdırdığı odlar İngiliz şiirinin doruklarından sayılır.
- Poetry
- The Poems of John Keats (1970)
- Collections: The Poetical Works of Coleridge, Shelley, and Keats (1831)
- Lamia, Isabella, The Eve of St. Agnes, and Other Poems (1820)
- Endymion: A Poetic Romance (1818)
- Poems (1817)
- Prose
- Letters of John Keats: A New Selection (1970)
- The Letters of John Keats (1958)
- Life, Letters, and Literary Remains of John Keats (1848)
- Drama
- Otho The Great: A Dramatic Fragment (1819)
- King Stephen: A Dramatic Fragment (1819)
John Keats 的诗
High-mindedness, a jealousy for good, A loving-kindness for the great man's fame, Dwells here and there with people of no name, In noisome alley, and in pathless wood:…
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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As Hermes once took to his feathers light, When lulled Argus, baffled, swooned and slept, So on a Delphic reed, my idle spright So played, so charmed, so conquered, so bereft…
After dark vapors have oppress'd our plains For a long dreary season, comes a day Born of the gentle South, and clears away From the sick heavens all unseemly stains. The anxious m…
Ah! ken ye what I met the day Out oure the Mountains A coming down by craggi[e]s grey An mossie fountains --…
英语
When they were come into Faery's Court They rang -- no one at home -- all gone to sport And dance and kiss and love as faerys do For Faries be as human lovers true --…
"Dark eyes are dearer far Than those that mock the hyacinthine bell." Blue! 'Tis the life of heaven,—the domain…
Pensive they sit, and roll their languid eyes, Nibble their toast, and cool their tea with sighs, Or else forget the purpose of the night, Forget their tea -- forget their appetite…
APOLLO WHICH of the fairest three To-day will ride with me?…
'Tis the witching hour of night, Orbed is the moon and bright, And the stars they glisten, glisten, Seeming with bright eyes to listen --…
Asleep! O sleep a little while, white pearl! And let me kneel, and let me pray to thee, And let me call Heaven’s blessing on thine eyes, And let me breathe into the happy air,…
I. There was a naughty boy, A naughty boy was he, He would not stop at home,…
A thing of beauty is a joy for ever: Its loveliness increases; it will never Pass into nothingness; but still will keep A bower quiet for us, and a sleep…
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