Classic and Contemporary Poetry
TO JOHN KEATS, by JAMES HENRY LEIGH HUNT Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: Tis well you think me truly one of those Last Line: Young keats, a flowering laurel on your brow. Alternate Author Name(s): Hunt, Leigh Subject(s): Keats, John (1795-1821); Poetry & Poets | ||||||||
'Tis well you think me truly one of those, Whose sense discerns the loveliness of things; For surely as I feel the bird that sings Behind the leaves, or dawn as it up grows, Or the rich bee rejoicing as he goes, Or the glad issue of emerging springs, Or overhead the glide of a dove's wings, Or turf, or trees, or, midst of all, repose. And surely as I feel things lovelier still, The human look, and the harmonious form Containing woman, and the smile in ill, And such a heart as Charles's, wise and warm, -- As surely as all this, I see, ev'n now, Young Keats, a flowering laurel on your brow. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ENVY OF OTHER PEOPLE'S POEMS by ROBERT HASS THE NINETEENTH CENTURY AS A SONG by ROBERT HASS THE FATALIST: TIME IS FILLED by LYN HEJINIAN OXOTA: A SHORT RUSSIAN NOVEL: CHAPTER 192 by LYN HEJINIAN LET ME TELL YOU WHAT A POEM BRINGS by JUAN FELIPE HERRERA JUNE JOURNALS 6/25/88 by JUAN FELIPE HERRERA FOLLOW ROZEWICZ by JUAN FELIPE HERRERA HAVING INTENDED TO MERELY PICK ON AN OIL COMPANY, THE POEM GOES AWRY by HICOK. BOB ABOU BEN ADHEM by JAMES HENRY LEIGH HUNT |
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