Sonnets of John Keats-John Keats
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What is the opening dedication and introduction to the Keats sonnet collection?
The Sonnets of John Keats read for Librivox dot org by Bruce Kechuk. Dedication of the volume of eighteen seventeen to Lee Hunt. Glory and loveliness have passed away, for if we wander out in early morn, no wreathed incense do we see up borne into the east to meet the smiling day, no crowd of nymphs, soft voiced and young and gay, in woven baskets bringing ears of corn, roses and pinks and violets to adorn the and the shrine of Flora in her early May. But there are left delights as high as these, and I shall ever bless my destiny that in a time when under pleasant trees pan is no longer sought, I feel a free, a leafy luxury, seeing I could please with these poor offerings a man like thee. End of poem
This recording is in the public domain. O Chatterton, how very sad thy fate and By John Keats, read for librivox dot org O Chatterton, how very sad thy fate, dear child of sorrow, son of misery, how soon the film of death obscured that eye, whence genius mildly flashed and high debate How soon that voice majestic and elate melted in dying numbers? O how nigh was night. To that fair morning, thou didst die a half-blown flowerat which cold blasts a mate. But this is past. Thou art among the stars of highest heaven. To thy rolling spheres thou sweetest singest, not thy hymning mars, above the ingrate world and human fears, on earth the good man base detraction bars from thy fair name, and waters it with tears.
End of poem This recording is in the public domain Byron, how sweetly sad thy melody by John Keats, read for librivox dot org. Byron, how sweetly sad thy melody, attuning still the soul to tenderness, as if soft pity with unusual stress had touched her plaintive lute, and thou being by, hadst caught the tones, nor suffered them to die. O'ershadowing sorrow doth not make thee less delightful, thou thy griefs dost dress with a bright halo shining beamily, as when a cloud the golden moon doth veil, its sides are tinged with resplendent glow. Through the dark robe, oft amber rays prevail, and like fair veins in sable marble flow, still warble dying swan, still tell the tale, the enchanting tale, the tale of pleasing woe.
End of poem This recording is in the public domain. Spencer, a jealous honorer of thine, by John Keats, read for librivox dot org. Spencer, a jealous honorer of thine, a forester deep in thy midmost trees, did last eve, ask my promise to refine some English that might strive thine ear to please. But, elfin poet, 'tis impossible for an inhabitant of wintry earth to rise like Phoebus with a colour. The golden quill, fire winged, and make a morning in his mirth. It is impossible to escape from toil of the sudden and receive thy spiriting. The flower must drink the nature of the soil before it can put forth its blossoming. Be with me in the summer days, and I will for thine honour. owner and his pleasure try.
End of poem This recording is in the public domain. To my brother George by John Keats, read for librivox. org. Many the wonders I this day have seen The sun when first he kissed away the tears that filled the eyes of morn, the laureled peers who from the feathery gold of evening lean, The ocean with its vastness, its blue green, its ships, its rocks, its caves, its hopes, its fears. Ears its voice mysterious, which whoso hears must think on what will be and what has been. Een now, dear George, while this for you I write, Cynthia is from her silken curtains peeping so scantly that it seems her bridal night, and she her half discovered revels keeping. But what, without the social thought of thee, would be the wonders of the sky and sea?
End of poem This recording is in the public domain As from the darkening gloom a silver dove by John Keats, redfor librivox. org As from the darkening gloom a silver dove upsores and darts into the eastern light on pinions that naught moves but pure delight. So fled thy soul into the realms above, regions of peace and everlasting love, where happy spirits crowned with circlets bright of starry beam and gloriously bed, taste the high joy, none but the blessed can prove.
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Chapters
6 chapters
1
What is the opening dedication and introduction to the Keats sonnet collection?
0:00–10:04
2
How does Keats explore loss and beauty in the early sonnet about glory and loveliness?
10:04–23:41
3
What themes does Keats address in the “O Chatterton” sonnet about artistic fate?
23:41–29:35
4
How does the “Byron, how sweetly sad thy melody” sonnet reflect on grief and memory?
29:35–46:42
5
What reflections on friendship and nature appear in “To my brother George”?
46:42–58:13
6
How does the “As from the darkening gloom a silver dove” sonnet portray transcendence and the afterlife?
58:13–1:10:39