When I Have Fears
Famous Poem
When I have fears that I may cease to be
Before my pen has gleaned my teeming brain,
Before high-pilèd books, in charactery,
Hold like rich garners the full ripened grain;
John Keats, a British Romantic poet, was born on October 31, 1795 in London, England. Both of his parents died when he was young. These deaths influenced his writing because they gave him a strong understanding of what it meant to be human and experience suffering.
After his father's death in 1804, his mother quickly remarried and moved the family to her mother's home, but the relationship did not last long. Keats felt a strong sense of responsibility to protect his siblings. It was during this time that art and literature became a big comfort to Keats. His mother died five years after his father's death.
John Clarke, the headmaster at Enfield Academy, where Keats attended school, encouraged his interest in literature. Keats became good friends with Charles Cowden Clarke, the headmaster's son. It was this friend who introduced Keats to Leigh Hunt, who became his first publisher.
John Keats' first poem was published in May 1816 in a magazine. It was then followed by the first volume of poetry, Poems by John Keats, in 1817.
During his lifetime, Keats published three volumes of poetry. It is said that the third, Lamia, Isabella, The Eve of St. Agnes, and Other Poems, was by far the best. His most productive poetry writing period was between 1818 and 1819.
Keats died from tuberculosis on February 23, 1821, at the young age of 25.
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Famous Poem
When I have fears that I may cease to be
Before my pen has gleaned my teeming brain,
Before high-pilèd books, in charactery,
Hold like rich garners the full ripened grain;
My brief thoughts on what I believe makes this poem a Classic. We all want to make and leave a mark in life. We all have anxiety. I want to fear not life or death but take the chance called...
Famous Poem
Season of mists and mellow fruitfulness,
Close bosom-friend of the maturing sun;
Conspiring with him how to load and bless
With fruit the vines that round the thatch-eves run;
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I really love it!!!