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John Keats was an English poet of the second generation of Romantic poets, along with Lord Byron and Percy Bysshe Shelley. His poems had been in publication for less than four years when he died of tuberculosis at the age of 25. They were indifferently received in his lifetime, but his fame grew rapidly after his death. By the end of the century, he was placed in the canon of English literature, s…
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Born 31 October 1795 · Died 23 February 1821 · Q82083
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Yahoo: Quote Of The Day By John Keats: 'Poetry Should Be Great And...'
Literary Hub: This Week in Literary History: John Keats Writes “To Autumn”
“Sonnet. To One Who Has Been Long in City Pent”
“Sonnet. On the Grasshopper and the Cricket”
“if poetry comes not as naturally as the Leaves to a tree it had better not come at all,”
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“s death had been brought on by bad reviews in the Quarterly Review. Seven weeks after the funeral he wrote Adonais, a despairing elegy, stating that Keats”
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“Severn – I – lift me up – I am dying – I shall die easy; don”
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“I am certain of nothing but the holiness of the Heart”
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The Guardian: John Keats’s love letters returned to owner after being stolen in the 1980s
The New York Times: Stolen Letters That John Keats Sent to His Beloved Are Found
The Guardian: Poem of the week: In Drear Nighted December by John Keats
The Guardian: John Keats statue to be unveiled near his birthplace in London’s Moorgate
The Guardian: Keats scholar finds that Roman police investigated poet before death
Wall Street Journal: John Keats Stares Into the Abyss, Boldly
Yahoo: John Keats' concept of 'negative capability' – or sitting in uncertainty – is needed now more than ever
The Atlantic: A Reading in the Letters of John Keats
The Guardian: The Great British Art Tour: why is Keats at Guy's hospital?
The Guardian: John Keats: five poets on his best poems, 200 years since his death
The Conversation: John Keats: how his poems of death and lost youth are resonating during COVID‑19
The Guardian: A joy forever: poetry world prepares to mark bicentenary of John Keats
PBS: How poet John Keats met his early end
The Nation: Irritable Reachings: On John Keats
The New Yorker: John Keats's Long Life
A sculpture of Keats seated on a bench, by sculptor Stuart Williamson, was unveiled at Guys and Saint Thomas' Hospital, London by the Poet Laureate, Andrew Motion
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“Isabella, or, The Pot of Basil. A story from Boccacio, февраль—апрель. Перевод: Е. В. Витковский, 1989.”
Third edition 1988, Reprinted 2003, Reprinted with minor corrections 2006, 754 pages
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“The complete poetical works and letters of John Keats" - página 289, John Keats, Horace Elisha Scudder - Houghton, Mifflin and company, 1899 - 473 páginas”
To commemorate Keats at Keats House
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Swinburne wrote in the Encyclopædia Britannica that "the Ode to a Nightingale [was] one of the final masterpieces of human work in all time and for all ages"
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Focus on the period and emphasise its tragic aspect, giving rise to widespread criticism at the time
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Twenty-seven years after Keats's death, Richard Monckton Milnes published the first full biography, which helped place Keats within the canon of English literature
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More than 12 years after his death, she married and went on to have three children; she outlived Keats by more than 40 years
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“Oh se solo potessi avere una vita di sensazioni invece di una vita di pensieri! (22 novembre 1827)”
Died 1821-02-23.
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“Last will and testament (1821)”
Jones was one of the first in England to be notified of Keats's death
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“O prazer visita-nos muitas vezes; mas a mágoa agarra-se cruelmente a nós.”
“No mesmo templo do deleite / A velada Melancolia tem o seu santuário.”
“Toda a beleza é alegria que permanece.”
“Beleza é verdade, verdade é beleza' - isto é tudo / o que conheceis sobre a Terra, e é tudo o que precisais conhecer.”
“Oh, se eu ao menos pudesse ter uma vida de sensações em vez de uma vida de pensamentos.”
“Eu de nada tenho certeza, a não ser da realidade das afeições do coração e da verdade da Imaginação. A beleza apreendida pela Imaginação deve ser verdade. A Imaginação pode ser comparada ao sonho de Adão. Adão despertou e viu que era verdadeiro.”
“On First Looking into Chapman's Homer”
“The Poet", London Magazine (October 1821)”
“Epitaph for himself (1821)”
“см. «Отрывок о Китсе» (Fragment on Keats), 1821”
“[A Charles Brown] Mi riesce difficile dirti addio anche per lettera. Sono sempre stato goffo nel fare l'inchino. (30 novembre 1820)”
“Tis the most difficult thing in the world to me to write a letter. My stomach continues so bad, that I feel it worse on opening any book – yet I am much better than I was in Quarantine. Then I am afraid to encounter the proing and conning of any thing interesting to me in England. I have an habitual feeling of my real life having past, and that I am leading a posthumous existence”
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“Notte e giorno desidero che venga la morte a liberarmi da questi dolori, ma poi no, perché la morte distruggerebbe quei dolori che sono pur sempre meglio di niente. La terra, il mare, la debolezza e la malattia possono certo dividere, ma mai come la morte, che è per sempre. Il prendere coscienza di tanto strazio è in pratica come provare in anticipo l'amarezza della morte. (28 settembre 1820)”
“Ho la continua sensazione che la mia vita reale sia finita, e che stia vivendo un'esistenza postuma. (30 novembre 1820)”
“Ora che mi succede di passare notti insonni e ansiose, strani pensieri si infilano nella mia mente. Se morissi ora, dico a me stesso, non lascerei nessuna opera che sia degna di sopravvivermi, niente che possa rendere i miei amici orgogliosi della mia memoria. Eppure ho amato il principio della bellezza in ogni cosa, e se ne avessi avuto il tempo sarei riuscito a farmi ricordare. (febbraio 1820)”
“The Fall of Hyperion: A Dream" (1819), Canto I, l. 147”
“How beautiful the season is now – How fine the air. A temperate sharpness about it.... I never lik”
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“Sono le nostre passioni e i nostri sentimenti violenti a evocare e incoraggiare le sofferenze immaginarie: quelle reali vengono da sé, e la mente può contrastarle concentrandosi e applicandosi con tenacia. Le sofferenze reali si sostituiscono alle passioni; quelle immaginarie inchiodano l'uomo come un disgraziato sulla croce; quelle reali lo spingono all'azione. (23 settembre 1819)”
“Niente può mai diventare reale, senza essere vagliato dall'esperienza. Persino un proverbio: che proverbio è, prima che la vita te l'abbia mostrato? (18 febbraio 1819)”
“Un tempo rabbrividivo quando pensavo che delle persone potessero morire da martiri per una religione. Adesso non più. Potrei essere martirizzato io stesso per la mia religione. L'amore è la mia religione. Potrei morire per esso. (13 ottobre 1819)”
“Lettre à son frère George et à sa belle-sœur Georgiana en 1819.”
“Al di là del piacere che sempre danno le lodi – piacere malefico cui è difficile sfuggire – io ho sempre avuto un grande rispetto per l'entusiasmo: c'è qualcosa di glorioso in esso. Ma non posso far finta che il mondo non sia maligno abbastanza da non deridere la più degna semplicità. (13 agosto 1819)”
“Sonnet "The Day is Gone" (wr. 1819; pub. 1848)”
“My love has made me selfish. I cannot exist without you – I am forgetful of every thing but seeing you again – my Life seems to stop there – I see no further. You have absorb”
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“The Fall of Hyperion: A Dream”
Keats wrote "The Eve of St
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“To his brother George (23 January 1818)”
“To John Hamilton Reynolds (19 February 1818)”
“To John Hamilton Reynolds (3 February 1818)”
“To G. and F. Keats (13 January 1818)”
“Ammiro la natura umana, ma non mi piacciono gli uomini: mi piacerebbe comporre qualcosa che faccia onore all'uomo, ma che gli uomini non possano toccare. (22 dicembre 1818)”
“Ci si dovrebbe sopportare un po' tutti: non c'è nessuno che non sia vulnerabile, che anzi non possa essere colto e fatto a pezzi nel suo lato debole. (23 gennaio 1818)”
“To G. and F. Keats (December 21, 1817)”
“Vorrei che l'italiano si sostituisse al francese in tutte le scuole del nostro paese, perché quella sì che è una lingua ricca di vera poesia e di fascino, forse più adatta della nostra a soddisfare i gusti delle signore. (10 settembre 1817)”
“To Benjamin Bailey (November 22, 1817)”
“Non c'è peccato più grave, dopo i sette peccati mortali, di credersi un grande poeta, o uno di quei privilegiati che dedicano tutta la vita a inseguire la gloria. (10-11 maggio 1817)”
“When I have fears that I may cease to be" (1817)”
“In drear-nighted December', st. 1 (1817)”
“On Seeing the Elgin Marbles" (1817)”
“When I have fears that I may cease to be”
“To George and Thomas Keats (22 December 1817)”
Keats received his apothecary's licence, which made him eligible to practise as an apothecary, physician and surgeon, but before the end of the year he informed his guardian that he resolved to be a poet, not a surgeon
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“To George Felton Mathew" (November 1815)”
Born 1795-10-31.
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