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John Keats: Citáty v angličtine
“Thou art a dreaming thing,
A fever of thyself.”
Zdroj: Bright Star: Love Letters and Poems of John Keats to Fanny Brawne
“My chest of books divide amongst my friends.”
Keats' last poem which doubled as his last will and testament
John Keats Ode to a Nightingale
Stanza 3
Poems (1820), Ode to a Nightingale
Bk. IV, l. 173
Endymion (1818)
Zdroj: The Complete Poems
Kontext: To Sorrow
I bade good-morrow,
And thought to leave her far away behind;
But cheerly, cheerly,
She loves me dearly;
She is so constant to me, and so kind:
I would deceive her
And so leave her,
But ah! she is so constant and so kind.
Letter to John Hamilton Reynolds (February 3, 1818)
Letters (1817–1820)
“Was it a vision, or a waking dream?
Fled is that music: — Do I wake or sleep?”
John Keats Ode to a Nightingale
Stanza 8
Poems (1820), Ode to a Nightingale
To Fanny Brawne (c. February 1820)
Letters (1817–1820)
Kontext: "If I should die," said I to myself, "I have left no immortal work behind me — nothing to make my friends proud of my memory — but I have loved the principle of beauty in all things, and if I had had time I would have made myself remembered."
“I will clamber through the clouds and exist.”
Zdroj: Letters of John Keats to His Family and Friends
To Fanny Brawne (July 25, 1819)
Letters (1817–1820)
Zdroj: Bright Star: Love Letters and Poems of John Keats to Fanny Brawne
“Through buried paths, where sleepy twilight dreams
The summer time away.”
Zdroj: Bright Star: Love Letters and Poems of John Keats to Fanny Brawne
“I must choose between despair and Energy──I choose the latter.”
Zdroj: Letters of John Keats
Zdroj: Bright Star: Love Letters and Poems of John Keats to Fanny Brawne
“Beauty is truth, truth beauty”
John Keats Ode on a Grecian Urn
Zdroj: Ode on a Grecian Urn and Other Poems
“Already with thee! tender is the night.”
John Keats Ode to a Nightingale
Stanza 4
Poems (1820), Ode to a Nightingale
“Darkling I listen; and, for many a time
I have been half in love with easeful Death”
John Keats Ode to a Nightingale
Stanza 6
Poems (1820), Ode to a Nightingale
Zdroj: The Complete Poems
Kontext: Darkling I listen; and, for many a time
I have been half in love with easeful Death,
Call'd him soft names in many a musèd rhyme,
To take into the air my quiet breath;
Now more than ever seems it rich to die,
To cease upon the midnight with no pain,
While thou art pouring forth thy soul abroad
In such an ecstasy!
Still wouldst thou sing, and I have ears in vain —
To thy high requiem become a sod.
