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EuropeanArtHIST: Isabella and the Pot of Basil is a painting completed in 1868 by William Holman Hunt depicting a scene from John Keats's poem Isabella, or the Pot of Basil. It depicts the heroine Isabella caressing the basil pot in which she had buried the severed head of... (Laing Art Gallery)

AmoralNihilist: In an article in the Friday edition of WSJ, the author writes about his Autumn ritual: “Every September I read John Keats’ ’To Autumn.’ The tradition has special significance this season, the ode’s 200th anniversary.”

AmoralNihilist: Indeed, John Keats, (1795–1821) the romantic English poet, composed this lyric poem 200 years ago, almost exactly to the date, on 19 September 1819. It marks the end of his poetic career, because he had to earn money, and could no longer devote himself to the lifestyle of a poet.

cathholland01: It’s the 200th anniversary this month of John Keats writing his famous Ode to Autumn ❤️

Maeve_Reads: A thing of beauty is a joy for ever: Its loveliness increases; it will never Pass into nothingness; but still will keep A bower quiet for us, and a sleep Full of sweet dreams, and health, and quiet breathing. John Keats

imblackflamingo: «A thing of beauty is a joy for ever:  Its loveliness increases; it will never  Pass into nothingness; but still will keep  A bower quiet for us, and a sleep  Full of sweet dreams, and health, and quiet breathing». John Keats

wutheringss: John Keats (c.1819?)

pastnow_: Now the time is beautiful. — John Keats, September 21 1819.

asLuckyhasit: Bold of you to assume John Keats isn't/hasn't ever been my man

AnthonyLarme: ""Beauty is truth and truth, beauty. That is all." - John Keats, 'Ode on a Grecian Urn'"

literarybangtan: say what u want but john keats probably has met with hozier at least once in one of his trips to the woods to seek dryads who would give him kithses

charlezenston: Bards Of Passion And Of Mirth John Keats BARDS of Passion and of Mirth, Ye have left your souls on earth! Have ye souls in heaven too, Doubled-lived in regions new? Yes, and those of heaven commune With the spheres of sun and moon; With the noise of fountains wondrous,

charlezenston: Bards of Passion and of Mirth, Ye have left your souls on earth! Ye have souls in heaven too, Double-lived in regions new! John Keats

Shermanicus: Call the world if you please, ‘The vale of Soul-making.’ Then you will find out the use of the world.... – John Keats

charlezenston: she died at 27. just like john keats... something aabout poetic genius and death.... they shine so bright even for a short period but provide memories worth thousands of lifetimes

BBCRadio4: "Season of mists and mellow fruitfulness Close bosom-friend of the maturing sun..." 200 years after its composition, Will Kirk reads John Keats' poem To Autumn

gyoung9751: Negative Capability - Rick Wilcox at Literary Life on the poetry of John Keats

Pendidikan4Id: “I have good reason to be content, for thank God I can read and perhaps understand Shakespeare to his depths.” ― John Keats

Hajid99: “I can feel the daisies growing over me.” — John Keats’s (1795-1821) last words

PoetryAlive: It’s the 200th anniversary of John Keats writing his famous ‘Ode to Autumn’

JayFraser1: I would just like to apologise to everyone for saying that John Keats wasn't that good when I was 16. I was wrong and I am sorry.

BBCRadio4: "Season of mists and mellow fruitfulness Close bosom-friend of the maturing sun..." 200 years after its composition, Will Kirk reads John Keats' poem To Autumn

FNDsandwich: Impossible is for the unwilling. - John Keats FRANKIANA IsTheReason

luv_wine: Give me books, French wine, fruit, fine weather and a little music played out of doors by somebody I do not know. - John Keats

atlantidelibri: 19 settembre 1819, John Keats compone All’autunno.

WinchesterLady1: Where are the songs of Spring? Ay, where are they? Think not of them, thou hast thy music too, While barred clouds bloom the soft-dying day, And touch the stubble plains with rosy hue; Then in a wailful choir the small gnats mourn Among the river sallows..John Keats .

KeatsFound: Or by a cider-press, with patient look, Thou watchest the last oozings, hours by hours. John Keats, To Autumn

Countrylifemag: The 'season of mists and mellow fruitfulness' is upon us. John Keats was inspired to write his famous Ode to Autumn exactly 200 years ago following a walk along the River Itchen, just outside Winchester. The city is organising a series of walks, talks an…

jinyounglandss: My imagination is a monastery and I am its monk. John Keats

ElizGeo: It’s the 200th anniversary of John Keats writing his famous ‘Ode to Autumn’

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So let them pass, these songs of mine,
Into oblivion, nor repine;
Abandoned ruins of large schemes,
Dimmed lights adrift from nobler dreams,

Weak wings I sped on quests divine,
So let them pass, these songs of mine.
They soar, or sink ephemeral-
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