Bright Star! Would I Were Steadfast as Thou Art BRIGHT star! would I were steadfast as thou art Not in lone splendour hung aloft the night, And watching, with eternal lids apart, Like Natures patient sleepless Eremite, The moving waters at their prie...
To Tom Keats, 25th June, 1818. Endmoor, Cumbria Here beginneth my journal, this Thursday, the 25th day of June, Anno Domini1818. This morning we arose at 4, and set off in a Scotch mist; put up once under a tree, and in fine, have walked wet and dry...
To Benjamin Bailey, 10th June 1818 My dear Bailey; I was in hopes some little time back to be able to relieve your dullness by my spiritsto point out things in the world worth your enjoymentand now I am never alone without rejoicing that there is suc...
To J. H. Reynolds Teignmouth, May 3rd 1818 My dear Reynolds; What I complain of is that I have been in so an uneasy a state of mind as not to be fit to write to an invalid. I cannot write to any length under a disguised feeling. I should have loaded...
On Sitting down to Read King Lear Once Again golden-tongued Romance with serene lute! Fair plumed Syren! Queen of far away! Leave melodizing on this wintry day, Shut up thine olden pages, and be mute: Adieu! for once again the fierce dispute, Betwixt...
To George and Tom Keats, 23, 24 January 1818 My dear Brothers; I was thinking what hindered me from writing so long, for I have many things to say to you and know not where to begin. I think a little change has taken place in my intellectual latelyI...
To George and Tom Keats. Hampstead, Sunday 21st December, 1817 My dear Brothers; I must crave your pardon for not having written ere this. I have had two very pleasant evenings with Dilke yesterday today; and I am at this moment just come from him an...
Wherein Lies Happiness Wherein lies happiness? In that which becks Our ready minds to fellowship divine, A fellowship with essence; till we shine, Full alchemizd, and free of space. Behold The clear religion of heaven! Fold A rose leaf round thy fing...
To Benjamin Bailey, 22 November 1817 My dear Bailey, I will get over the first part of this (unsaid) Letter as soon as possible for it relates to the affair of poor Crips - To a Man of your nature such a Letter as Haydon's must have been extremely cu...
On the Sea It keeps eternal whisperings around Desolate shores, and with its mighty swell Gluts twice ten thousand caverns, till the spell Of Hecate leaves them their old shadowy sound. Often 'tis in such gentle temper found, That scarcely will the v...