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Huan Yi Member Ascendant
since 2004-10-12
Posts 6688Waukegan 
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. Ah Keats What do you know Of life And while Shelley sallies Around the bay What will you write As discounts death . |
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Robert E. Jordan Member Rara Avis
since 2008-01-25
Posts 8541Philadelphia, Pennsylvania |
John, "beauty is truth, truth beauty,"--that is all Ye know on earth, and all ye need to know. Bobby |
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Artic Wind Member Rara Avis
since 2007-09-16
Posts 8080Realm of Supernatural |
Enjoyed the Write!  ARCTIC WIND |
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Seoulair Senior Member
since 2008-03-27
Posts 807Seoul S.Korea |
Many passed are still passing Rarely some passed closing enough to make a flare New born hearts are wished upon the moment and wait for the bloom Eulogy, yet, gets started (why anger? for Keats, Shelley, and Byron) [This message has been edited by Seoulair (04-26-2008 10:57 PM).] |
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Bob K Member Elite
since 2007-11-03
Posts 4208 |
Dear Huan Yi, The prose sense of the last line is unclear and throws off the effect of the poem for me since I don't know what you're trying to say or what you're trying to ask. If you want to know what Keats knew about death, the man was a doctor. He was intimately familiar with death in many of its forms. Being a medical student of his time, he had to acquire his own cadavers from the likes of Burke and Hare and such resurrectionists. One misstep and he would have been the next body on offer. During much of the final few years of his life he was quite aware that he was dying of T.B. He had hopes that his life might be drawn out somewhat, but that was pretty much it. He was coughing up blood on a regular basis and having occasional severe pulmonary bleeds, which left him exhausted and despairing. He died believing that his life had been utterly pointless. Other than that, I guess his knowledge of death was probably reasonably limited for a 19th century man with infant and child mortality the way it was at the time, and with women dying in childbirth at the rate they did, and with typhoid fever and typhus and other infectious diseases being endemic. The public sanitation projects that did so much to drive down the death rate in London weren't really completed until the middle to late 1840's, and Keats was long dead by that time. For more information, you might check out Walter Jackson Bate's biography of Keats, which is well written and surprisingly good reading. Yours, BobK. |
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2islander2 Member Ascendant
since 2008-03-12
Posts 6825by the sea |
Such a wonderful poem and very interesting comments...As a french I know Keats only by name, never read it and don't know his life, I'm sad about it... have a nice day yann |
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