Life, Letters, and Literary Remains, of John KeatsThough Keats's publishers wished to publish "The Memoirs and Remains of John Keats" shortly after his death, his friends were unable to cooperate on the endeavor and it was eventually scrapped. Published in 1848, 27 years after Keats's death, Richard Monckton Milnes's "Life, Letters, and Literary Remains, of John Keats" was the first biography dedicated solely to the great poet. With much material provided from Keats's close friend Charles Armitage Brown, the volume offers a fascinating glimpse into the poet's tragically brief life and one of the first looks at his personal correspondence. While Keats's letters did not receive much notice in the nineteenth century, they became greatly admired in the twentieth century, with the great modernist poet T.S. Eliot even observing that they were "certainly the most notable and most important [letters] ever written by any English poet." |
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... recognize in that aspiration the spring of their future energies and usefulness in
other and far different fields of action ; and the few , in whom the prophecy is
accomplished — who become what they have believed — will often turn away
with ...
... recognize in that aspiration the spring of their future energies and usefulness in
other and far different fields of action ; and the few , in whom the prophecy is
accomplished — who become what they have believed — will often turn away
with ...
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Has he a turn for fossils ? that is , is he capable of sinking up to his middle in a
morass ? How is Hazlitt ? We were reading his Table ( Round Table ) last night . I
know he thinks himself not estimated by ten people in the world . I wish he knew ...
Has he a turn for fossils ? that is , is he capable of sinking up to his middle in a
morass ? How is Hazlitt ? We were reading his Table ( Round Table ) last night . I
know he thinks himself not estimated by ten people in the world . I wish he knew ...
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On returning to town I ' ll damn all idlenessindeed , in superabundance of
employment , I must not be content to run here and there on little two - penny
errands , but turn Rakehell , i . e . go a masking , or Bailey will think me just as
great a ...
On returning to town I ' ll damn all idlenessindeed , in superabundance of
employment , I must not be content to run here and there on little two - penny
errands , but turn Rakehell , i . e . go a masking , or Bailey will think me just as
great a ...
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I must take a turn , and then write to Teignmouth . Remember me to all , not
excepting yourself . Your sincere friend , JOHN KEATS . HAMPSTEAD , Feb . 3 ,
1818 . MY DEAR REYNOLDS , I thank you for your dish of filberts . Would I could
get a ...
I must take a turn , and then write to Teignmouth . Remember me to all , not
excepting yourself . Your sincere friend , JOHN KEATS . HAMPSTEAD , Feb . 3 ,
1818 . MY DEAR REYNOLDS , I thank you for your dish of filberts . Would I could
get a ...
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Part of the Building was a chosen See , Built by a banished Santon of Chaldee ;
The other part , two thousand years from him , Was built by Cuthbert de Saint
Aldebrim ; Then there ' s a little wing , far from the Sun , Built by a Lapland Witch
turn ...
Part of the Building was a chosen See , Built by a banished Santon of Chaldee ;
The other part , two thousand years from him , Was built by Cuthbert de Saint
Aldebrim ; Then there ' s a little wing , far from the Sun , Built by a Lapland Witch
turn ...
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Сторінка 369 - I met a lady in the meads, Full beautiful - a faery's child, Her hair was long, her foot was light, And her eyes were wild.
Сторінка 143 - The Genius of Poetry must work out its own salvation in a man. It cannot be matured by law and precept, but by sensation and watchfulness in itself. That which is creative must create itself.
Сторінка 69 - Dilke on various subjects; several things dove-tailed in my mind, and at once it struck me what quality went to form a Man of Achievement, especially in Literature, and which Shakespeare possessed so enormously — I mean Negative Capability, that is, when a man is capable of being in uncertainties, mysteries, doubts, without any irritable reaching after fact and reason...
Сторінка 249 - He has outsoared the shadow of our night; Envy and calumny and hate and pain, And that unrest which men miscall delight, Can touch him not and torture not again; From the contagion of the world's slow stain He is secure, and now can never mourn A heart grown cold, a head grown grey in vain; Nor, when the spirit's self has ceased to burn, With sparkless ashes load an unlamented urn.
Сторінка 247 - And flowering weeds, and fragrant copses dress The bones of Desolation's nakedness Pass, till the Spirit of the spot shall lead Thy footsteps to a slope of green access Where, like an infant's smile, over the dead, 440 A light of laughing flowers along the grass is spread.
Сторінка 95 - Or may I woo thee In earlier Sicilian ? or thy smiles Seek as they once were sought, in Grecian isles, By bards who died content on pleasant sward, Leaving great verse unto a little clan ? O, give me their old vigour, and unheard Save of the quiet Primrose, and the span Of heaven and few ears, Rounded by thee, my song should die away Content as theirs, Rich in the simple worship of a day.
Сторінка 142 - Our Adonais has drunk poison — Oh! What deaf and viperous murderer could crown Life's early cup with such a draught of woe? The nameless worm would now itself disown: It felt, yet could escape, the magic tone Whose prelude held all envy, hate, and wrong, But what was howling in one breast alone, Silent with expectation of the song, Whose master's hand is cold, whose silver lyre unstrung.
Сторінка 143 - Praise or blame has but a momentary effect on the man whose love of beauty in the abstract makes him a severe critic on his own Works. My own domestic criticism has given me pain without comparison beyond what Blackwood or the Quarterly could possibly inflict — and also when I feel I am right, no external praise can give me such a glow as my own solitary reperception and ratification of what is fine.
Сторінка 32 - Side-stitches that shall pen thy breath up ; urchins Shall, for that vast of night that they may work, All exercise on thee ; thou shalt be pinch'd As thick as honeycomb, each pinch more stinging Than bees that made 'em.
Сторінка 74 - I MET a traveller from an antique land Who said: Two vast and trunkless legs of stone Stand in the desert. Near them, on the sand, Half sunk, a shattered visage lies, whose frown, And wrinkled lip, and sneer of cold command, * Tell that its sculptor well those passions read...
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| Назва | Life, Letters, and Literary Remains, of John Keats |
| Автори | John Keats, Richard Monckton Milnes (Baron Houghton) |
| Редактори | Richard Monckton Milnes Houghton (1st baron), Richard Monckton Milnes (Baron Houghton) |
| Видавець | G. P. Putnam, 1848 |
| Обсяг | 393 стор. |
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