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#litsolace poetry

Keats was an English poet of the second generation of Romantic poets. His poems had been in publication for less than four years when he died of tuberculosis at the age of 25.
Keats believed that a poem must strive for the infinite and that there is a real world of mortality and an ideal world of permanence. His vision of a society, where nature and humankind are at one, as the true home for humankind is something to strive for.

I strive to search wherefore I am so sad,
Until a melancholy numbs my limbs;
And then upon the grass, I sit, and moan,
Like one who once had wings—

O joy! for now I see ye are not lost!
O joy! for now I see a thousand eyes
Wide-glaring for revenge!