How Love doth know no fullness nor no bounds. IT Desolate shores, and with its mighty swell That scarcely will the very smallest shell Be mov'd for days from whence it sometime fell, Oh ye! whose ears are dinn'd with uproar rude, Sit ye near some old cavern's mouth, and brood In the Aldine edition it was corrected by the substitution of nor for and. From the manuscript it would not appear that Keats was responsible for misquoting Shakespeare. *First given among the Literary Remains in Volume II of the Life, Letters &c. (1848), and dated August 1817. SONNET.* ON LEIGH HUNT'S POEM "THE STORY OF RIMINI.” Who to Phut eyes and comfortable cheek, HO loves to peer up at the morning sun, Let him, with this sweet tale, full often seek Will find at once a region of his own, A bower for his spirit, and will steer To alleys where the fir-tree drops its cone, FRAGMENT.† THERE'S the Poet? show him! show him, WHERE's time that I may know him! 'Tis the man who with a man Is an equal, be he King, Or poorest of the beggar-clan, Or any other wondrous thing A man may be 'twixt ape and Plato; Comes articulate and presseth *Given in the Literary Remains next to the preceding, and dated 1817. 5 10 15 + This is one of a group of undated fragments given at the end of Volume I of the Life, Letters &c. (1848). A FRAGMENT: MODERN LOVE.* ND what is love? It is a doll dress'd up Yawning and doting a whole summer long, And common Wellingtons turn Romeo boots; And Antony resides in Brunswick Square. Fools! if some passions high have warm'd the world, Should be more common than the growth of weeds. That ye may love in spite of beaver hats. 5 ΙΟ 15 FRAGMENT OF "THE CASTLE BUILDER." † -NIGHT I'll have my friar — let me think T-Not my room, I'll have it in the pink; About It should be rich and sombre, and the moon, Should look thro' four large windows and display The tapers keep aside, an hour and more, 5 To see what else the moon alone can show; While the night-breeze doth softly let us know ΤΟ Modern Love follows "Where's the Poet?" in the group of undated fragments at the end of Volume I of the Life, Letters &c. ↑ This follows the preceding fragment in the first volume of the Life, Letters &c A guitar-ribband and a lady's glove Beside a crumple-leaved tale of love; A tambour-frame, with Venus sleeping there, A skull upon a mat of roses lying, Ink'd purple with a song concerning dying; 15 20 25 30 35 Of eyesight on cinque-coloured potter's clay, Than on the marble fairness of old Greece. My table-coverlits of Jason's fleece And black Numidian sheep-wool should be wrought, 40 Gold, black, and heavy, from the Lama brought. My ebon sofas should delicious be With down from Leda's cygnet progeny. Of Titian's portraiture, and one, though new, 45 Morning fair, and shipwreck'd hull; Nightshade with the woodbine kissing; Cleopatra regal-dress'd With the aspic at her breast; - let me slake All my thirst for sweet heart-ache! Interwreath'd with myrtles new; Pines and lime-trees full in bloom, This is the fourth of the undated fragments at the end of Volume I of the Life. |