A poorly worded ad caught my attention. See below. It meant to capture Keats but he is not easily seized.
Yesterday’s post by Shelley was from 1820. ← (external link) The following excerpt is from Keats in 1818. I understand they were not friends.
Keats pens an exceptional line with, “A thing of beauty is a joy forever.” He quickly adds to his genius. “Some shape of beauty moves away the pall” easily reasons why beauty is joyous, why it counters our dark spirits.
Besides keeping a quiet bower for us and a sleep full of sweet dreams.
Endymion by John Keats
A Poetic Romance
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.
Therefore, on every morrow, are we wreathing
A flowery band to bind us to the earth,
Spite of despondence, of the inhuman dearth
Of noble natures, of the gloomy days,
Of all the unhealthy and o’er-darkened ways
Made for our searching: yes, in spite of all,
Some shape of beauty moves away the pall
From our dark spirits. Such the sun, the moon,
Trees old and young, sprouting a shady boon
For simple sheep; and such are daffodils
With the green world they live in; and clear rills
That for themselves a cooling covert make
‘Gainst the hot season; the mid forest brake,
Rich with a sprinkling of fair musk-rose blooms:
And such too is the grandeur of the dooms
We have imagined for the mighty dead;
All lovely tales that we have heard or read:
An endless fountain of immortal drink,
Pouring unto us from the heaven’s brink.