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John Keats’s love letters returned to owner after being stolen in the 1980s https://www.theguardian.com/books/2026/apr/20/john-keats-love-letters-returned #JohnKeats #Books #Culture #NewYork #UsNews #WorldNews #OscarWilde
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John Keats’s love letters returned to owner after being stolen in the 1980s https://www.theguardian.com/books/2026/apr/20/john-keats-love-letters-returned #JohnKeats #Books #Culture #NewYork #UsNews #WorldNews #OscarWilde
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John Keats’s love letters returned to owner after being stolen in the 1980s https://www.theguardian.com/books/2026/apr/20/john-keats-love-letters-returned #JohnKeats #Books #Culture #NewYork #UsNews #WorldNews #OscarWilde
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John Keats’s love letters returned to owner after being stolen in the 1980s https://www.theguardian.com/books/2026/apr/20/john-keats-love-letters-returned #JohnKeats #Books #Culture #NewYork #UsNews #WorldNews #OscarWilde
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‘To My Brothers’ by John Keats
#poem #poetry #english #literature #johnkeats
https://www.deadpoetsdaily.com/p/john-keats-poem-to-my-brothers
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*Rather a lot of ugly truths in the tragically short life-story of your reputable source there. #JohnKeats flic.kr/p/7Dd1i1
RE: https://bsky.app/profile/did:plc:daq6ktvk6zzsyeg6o3y7q7zl/post/3lyevuiatkc2u
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“This Sonnet I have written in a strange mood, half asleep. I know not how it is, the Clouds, the sky, the Houses, all seem anti Grecian & anti Charlemagnish—”
Fame & Judgement: Keats at Burns’s Tomb (1818)
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https://keatslettersproject.com/correspondence/fame-and-judgement-keats-at-burnss-tomb/
#Scottish #literature #poem #poetry #RobertBurns #18thcentury #19thcentury #romanticism #epitaph #Keats #JohnKeats
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Listening to The Cure's Songs Of A Lost World tonight. In addition to being such a beautiful album, the booklet in the CD included the last six lines of a Keats sonnet.
Lovely to be reminded of this poem, and very appropriate to the themes of the album.
"And when I feel, fair creature of an hour,
That I shall never look upon thee more,
Never have relish in the faery power
Of unreflecting love—then on the shore
Of the wide world I stand alone, and think
Till love and fame to nothingness do sink."John Keats - When I have Fears That I May Cease to Be
https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poems/44488/when-i-have-fears-that-i-may-cease-to-be
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« Beauty is truth, truth beauty, — that is all ye know on earth, and all ye need to know. »
― John Keats
🔗 · https://poligraf.tumblr.com/post/725495941374820352/beauty-is-truth-truth-beauty-that-is-all-ye
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« The excellency of every art is its intensity, capable of making all disagreeables evaporate, from their being in close relationship with beauty and truth. »
― John Keats
🔗 · https://poligraf.tumblr.com/post/725400715611275264/the-excellency-of-every-art-is-its-intensity
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"That if poetry comes not as naturally as the leaves to a tree, it had better not come at all." 💯
#Reading #JohnKeats #books #bookstodon #love #poetry #photography #quotes #silentsunday -
Sweet are the pleasures
that to verse belong,
And doubly sweet
a brotherhood in song.
#JohnKeats 🥳
"To George Felton Mathew"
Nov 1815
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A #Midjourney image for this excerpt from "Hyperion" by John Keats, describing the beleaguered Titan of the Sun returning to his palace at sunset:
His flaming robes stream'd out beyond his heels,
And gave a roar, as if of earthly fire,
That scar'd away the meek ethereal Hours
And made their dove-wings tremble. On he flared,
From stately nave to nave, from vault to vault,
Through bowers of fragrant and enwreathed light,
And diamond-paved lustrous long arcades -
“This Sonnet I have written in a strange mood, half asleep. I know not how it is, the Clouds, the sky, the Houses, all seem anti Grecian & anti Charlemagnish—”
Fame & Judgement: Keats at Burns’s Tomb (1818)
#Scottish #literature #poetry #RobertBurns #JohnKeats #romanticism
https://keatslettersproject.com/correspondence/fame-and-judgement-keats-at-burnss-tomb/
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Benjamin Haydon has been described as one of the most interesting men of his generation & on 28Dec1818 he records extensively in his journal a dinner hosted for his friends #WilliamWordsworth #JohnKeats #CharlesLamb & others famously referred to as ‘The Immortal Dinner’ #poets
#HarryHolt #Holt #Genealogy #Bareknuckle #Boxing #Pugilist #Regency #Georgian #C18th #C19th #History
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Latest read, Lamia (1820) by John Keats; an epic poem.
Cursed into serpent form, Lamia bargains with Hermes to regain her humanity.
She loves Lycius of Corinth. Lycius & Lamia are happy 'til their ill-fated wedding feast.
Fantastic.
Painting by Waterhouse. -
Latest read, Lamia (1820) by John Keats; an epic poem.
Cursed into serpent form, Lamia bargains with Hermes to regain her humanity.
She loves Lycius of Corinth. Lycius & Lamia are happy 'til their ill-fated wedding feast.
Fantastic.
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John Keats almost became a doctor. At 15, he was taken out of school by his guardian and apprenticed to an apothecary in Enfield. At 19, he registered at Guy's Hospital in London. Within a month, he was assisting surgeons during operations, doing work equivalent of a junior house surgeon today.
On the anniversary of his death, 10 things you might not know about John Keats:
https://topicaltens.blogspot.com/2023/02/23-february-john-keats.html
#OTD #ThisDayInHistory #OnThisDay #JohnKeats #Writers #Poetry #Poet
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"I feel more and more every day, as my imagination strengthens, that I do not live in this world alone but in a thousand worlds."
― #JohnKeats, 1818
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Helped a student with analyzing #JohnKeats's "When I have fears that I may cease to be." I am reminded that one of the reasons I love the sound of his poems is the way he braids complementary vowel sounds into his lines. #Poetry
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«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;
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And full-grown lambs loud bleat from hilly bourn;
Hedge-crickets sing; and now with treble soft
The red-breast whistles from a garden-croft;
And gathering swallows twitter in the skies.»Excerpt from John Keats's #poem "To Autumn".