Frases de John Keats
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John Keats foi um poeta inglês. Foi o último dos poetas românticos do país, e, aos 25, o mais jovem a morrer. Juntamente com Lord Byron e Percy Bysshe Shelley, foi uma das principais figuras da segunda geração do movimento romântico, apesar de sua obra ter começado a ser publicada apenas quatro anos antes de sua morte. Durante sua vida, seus poemas não foram geralmente bem recebidos pelos críticos; sua reputação, no entanto, cresceu à medida que ele u uma influência póstuma significativa em diversos poetas posteriores, como Alfred Tennyson e Wilfred Owen.

A poesia de Keats é caracterizada por um imaginário sensual, mais visível na sua série de odes. Atualmente seus poemas e cartas são consideradas entre as obras mais populares e analisadas na literatura inglesa. Wikipedia  

✵ 31. Outubro 1795 – 23. Fevereiro 1821
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John Keats Frases famosas

“Se a poesia não surgir tão naturalmente como as folhas de uma árvore, é melhor que não surja mesmo.”

That if poetry comes not as naturally as the leaves to a tree, it had better not come at all.
"The complete poetical works and letters of John Keats" - página 289, John Keats, Horace Elisha Scudder - Houghton, Mifflin and company, 1899 - 473 páginas

John Keats frases e citações

John Keats: Frases em inglês

“And how they kist each other's tremulous eyes.”

Fonte: Bright Star: Love Letters and Poems of John Keats to Fanny Brawne

“I find I cannot exist without Poetry”

Fonte: Letters of John Keats to His Family and Friends

“Scenery is fine — but human nature is finer.”

Letter to Benjamin Bailey (March 13, 1818)
Letters (1817–1820)

“Poetry should… should strike the reader as a wording of his own highest thoughts, and appear almost a remembrance".”

Letter to John Taylor (February 27, 1818)
Letters (1817–1820)
Contexto: In Poetry I have a few axioms, and you will see how far I am from their centre. I think Poetry should surprise by a fine excess and not by singularity — it should strike the reader as a wording of his own highest thoughts, and appear almost a remembrance — Its touches of Beauty should never be halfway thereby making the reader breathless instead of content: the rise, the progress, the setting of imagery should like the Sun come natural to him — shine over him and set soberly although in magnificence leaving him in the luxury of twilight — but it is easier to think what Poetry should be than to write it — and this leads me on to another axiom. That if Poetry comes not as naturally as the leaves to a tree it had better not come at all.

“Bright star, would I were steadfast as thou art--
Not in lone splendour hung aloft the night
And watching, with eternal lids apart,
Like nature's patient, sleepless Eremite.”

"Bright Star" (1819)
Contexto: Bright star! would I were stedfast as thou art-
Not in lone splendour hung aloft the night
And watching with eternal lids apart,
Like nature's patient, sleepless Eremite,
The moving waters at their priestlike task
Of pure ablution round earth's human shores.

“I am sailing with thee through the dizzy sky!
How beautiful thou art!”

Fonte: Bright Star: Love Letters and Poems of John Keats to Fanny Brawne

“When it is moving on luxurious wings,
The soul is lost in pleasant smotherings.”

Fonte: Bright Star: Love Letters and Poems of John Keats to Fanny Brawne

“Sweet are the pleasures that to verse belong,
And doubly sweet a brotherhood in song.”

John Keats To George Felton Mathew

"To George Felton Mathew" http://www.bartleby.com/126/11.html (November 1815)

“You might curb your magnanimity, and be more of an artist, and load every rift of your subject with ore.”

Letter to Percy Bysshe Shelley (August 1820)
Letters (1817–1820)

“Music's golden tongue
Flatter'd to tears this aged man and poor.”

John Keats The Eve of St. Agnes

Stanza 3
Poems (1820), The Eve of St. Agnes

“As though a rose should shut and be a bud again.”

John Keats The Eve of St. Agnes

Stanza 27
Poems (1820), The Eve of St. Agnes

“Woman! when I behold thee flippant, vain,
Inconstant, childish, proud, and full of fancies.”

" Woman! When I Behold Thee Flippant, Vain http://www.bartleby.com/126/10.html", st. 1
Poems (1817)

“E’en like the passage of an angel’s tear
That falls through the clear ether silently.”

"Sonnet. To One Who Has Been Long in City Pent"
Poems (1817)

“The day is gone, and all its sweets are gone!
Sweet voice, sweet lips, soft hand, and softer breast.”

Sonnet, The Day is gone; reported in Bartlett's Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. (1919)