Lines
1.
Unfelt
unheard,
unseen,
I've
left
my
little
queen,
Her
languid
arms
in
silver
slumber
lying:
Ah!
through
their
nestling
touch,
Who
--
who
could
tell
how
much
There
is
for
madness
--
cruel,
or
complying?
2.
Those
faery
lids
how
sleek!
Those
lips
how
moist!
--
they
speak,
In
ripest
quiet,
shadows
of
sweet
sounds:
Into
my
fancy's
ear
Melting
a
burden
dear,
How
"Love
doth
know
no
fullness,
nor
no
bounds."
3.
True
--
tender
monitors!
I
bend
unto
your
laws:
This
sweetest
day
for
dalliance
was
born!
So,
without
more
ado,
I'll
feel
my
heaven
anew,
For
all
the
blushing
of
the
hasty
morn.
John Keats
John Keats (born October 31, 1795, London, England—died February 23, 1821, Rome, Papal States [Italy]) English Romantic lyric poet who devoted his short life to the perfection of a poetry marked by vivid imagery, great sensuous appeal, and an attempt to express a philosophy through classical legend. He is best known for his odes, including "Ode to a Grecian Urn," "Ode to a Nightingale," and his long form poem Endymion. His usage of sensual imagery and statements such as “beauty is truth and truth is beauty” made him a precursor of aestheticism.