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Ode on a Grecian Urn by John Keats Summary and Analysis

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Ode on a Grecian Urn In the first stanza, the speaker stands before an ancient Grecian urn and addresses it. He is preoccupied with its depiction of pictures frozen in time. It is the “still unravish’d bride of quietness,” the “foster-child of silence and slow time.” He also describes the urn as a “historian” that can tell a story. He wonders about the figures on the side of the...
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Ode on a Grecian Urn by John Keats

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Thou still unravish'd bride of quietness,        Thou foster-child of silence and slow time, Sylvan historian, who canst thus express        A flowery tale more sweetly than our rhyme: What leaf-fring'd legend haunts about thy shape        Of deities or mortals, or of both,                In...
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Ode to a Nightingale Stanza by Stanza Explanation and Paraphrase

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Ode to a Nightingale by John Keats The speaker opens with a declaration of his own heartache. He feels numb, as though he had taken a drug only a moment ago. He is addressing a nightingale he hears singing somewhere in the forest and says that his “drowsy numbness” is not from envy of the nightingale’s happiness, but rather from sharing it too completely; he is “too happy” that...
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Ode to a Nightingale by John Keats

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My heart aches, and a drowsy numbness pains           My sense, as though of hemlock I had drunk,  Or emptied some dull opiate to the drains           One minute past, and Lethe-wards had sunk:  'Tis not through envy of thy happy lot,           But...
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