John Keats Quotes About Songs

Quotes about: Songs

• O fret not after knowledge - I have none, and yet my song comes native with the warmth. O fret not after knowledge - I have none, and yet the Evening listens.

  John Keats

  Song, War, Evening

  'O thou whose face hath felt the winter's wind' (written 1818)

• O for the gentleness of old Romance, the simple planning of a minstrel's song!

  John Keats

  Song, Simple, Romance

  John Keats (1962). “John Keats: With a Detailed Study and Text of Selected Poems”

• Thou wast not born for death, immortal Bird! No hungry generations tread thee down; The voice I hear this passing night was heard In ancient days by emperor and clown: Perhaps the self-same song that found a path Through the sad heart of Ruth, when, sick for home, She stood in tears amid the alien corn; The same that ofttimes hath Charm'd magic casements, opening on the foam Of perilous seas, in faery lands forlorn.

  John Keats

  Song, Home, Heart

  "Ode to a Nightingale" l. 61 (1820)

• Where are the songs of Spring? Aye, where are they? Think not of them; thou has thy music too.

  John Keats

  Song, Spring, Thinking

  "To Autumn" l. 23 (1820)

• Dance and Provencal song and sunburnt mirth! On for a beaker full of the warm South, Full of the true, the blushful Hippocrene! With beaded bubbles winking at the brim, And purple-stained mouth.

  John Keats

  Song, Purple, Mouths

  'Ode to a Nightingale' (1820) st. 2

• Heard melodies are sweet, but those unheard Are sweeter: therefore, ye soft pipes, play on; Not to the sensual ear, but, more endear'd, Pipe to the spirit ditties of no tone. Fair youth, beneath the trees, thou canst not leave Thy song, nor ever can those trees be bare; Bold Lover, never, never canst thou kiss, Though winning near the goal yet, do not grieve; She cannot fade, though thou hast not thy bliss, For ever wilt thou love, and she be fair!

  John Keats

  Song, Sweet, Kissing

  'Ode on a Grecian Urn' (1820) st. 2

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

  John Keats

  Song, Sweet, Poetry

  'To George Felton Mathew' (1817) l. 1

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