Who is John Keats

John Keats (/kiːts/; 31 October 1795 – 23 February 1821) was an English Romantic poet. He was one of the main figures of the second generation of Romantic poets, along with Lord Byron and Percy Bysshe Shelley, despite his works having been in publication for only four years before his death from tuberculosis at the age of 25.

Although his poems were not generally well received by critics during his lifetime, his reputation grew after his death, and by the end of the 19th century, he had become one of the most beloved of all English poets. He had a significant influence on a diverse range of poets and writers. Jorge Luis Borges stated that his first encounter with Keats' work was the most significant literary experience of his life.

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  • Musicandotweet: definitely me...just add a guitar and a love to love..... “give me books, wine, fruit, fine weather and a little music played out of doors by somebody i do not know.” ― john keats
  • Jjcousins: check out my cd reading keats great poems
  • Praashok: the poetry of the earth is never dead. john keats
  • Shermanicus: the poetry of earth is never dead. — john keats
  • Books_rum: still unbelievably sad after 200 years. to think of john keats dying at 25 with so much poetry unwritten. to think of the life he could have lived.
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The Wanderings of Oisin: Book II
 by William Butler Yeats

Now, man of croziers, shadows called our names
And then away, away, like whirling flames;
And now fled by, mist-covered, without sound,
The youth and lady and the deer and hound;
'Gaze no more on the phantoms,' Niamh said,
And kissed my eyes, and, swaying her bright head
And her bright body, sang of faery and man
Before God was or my old line began;

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