To honour thee, and thy gone spirit greet; To stead thee as a verse in English tongue, And how she lov’d him too, each unconfines, His bitter thoughts to other, well nigh mad. “Sweet Spirit, thou hast school’d my infancy: “I’ll visit thee for this, and kiss thine eyes, “And greet thee morn and even in the skies.”. All these elements accentuate the tragedy. Whence thick, and green, and beautiful it grew, So that it smelt more balmy than its peers. “And a large flint-stone weighs upon my feet; “Around me beeches and high chestnuts shed, “Their leaves and prickly nuts; a sheep-fold bleat. The Poetical Works of John Keats. Grew, like a lusty flower in June’s caress. when a soul doth thus its freedom win, They dipp'd their swords in the water, and did tease.
And ’scape at once from Hope’s accursed bands; To-day thou wilt not see him, nor to-morrow. Bow’d a fair greeting to these serpents’ whine; With belt, and spur, and bracing huntsman’s dress. https://www.thoughtco.com/biography-of-john-keats-poet-4797917
She sounds quite a complex character - liberated, too.
Their footing through the dews; and to him said. Experience. She had no knowledge when the day was done, And the new morn she saw not: but in peace. He was one of the main figures of the second generation of Romantic poets, along … And Keats explores that there have been ‘too many’ emotions being propelled between the couple for the relationship to stay afloat.
Her name is Isabella Jones. Isabella; Or The Pot Of Basil Lyrics. kandon27. Strange sound it was, when the pale shadow spake; The while it did unthread the horrid woof. Piteous she look'd on dead and senseless things, No heart was there in Florence but did mourn, Written in ottava rima, the poem tells the tale of Isabella, a young woman, whose family intend to marry her to “some high noble and his olive trees”, but who falls in love…. And, in the thirteenth stanza, before the dramatic change of tone, and imagery, we learn that Lorenzo ‘Was not embalmed’ – this links to his fate as the “basil” later on – and, the last line of the stanza reads: ‘Know there is richest juice in poison-flowers.’ (line 104). And with melodious chuckle in the strings, Of her lorn voice, she oftentimes would cry. A thousand men in troubles wide and dark: Half-ignorant, they turn’d an easy wheel. . Keats represents an overriding theme of growing, which is foreshadowing the use of the basil plant later in the poem. And make a pale light in your cypress glooms. For instance, the prolonged period of held-back love at the beginning is a very common feature – as well as the entire gloomy forest setting, not to mention Lorenzo’s ghost that appears in “the dull of midnight”. And straight all flush’d; so, lisped tenderly. The thing was vile with green and livid spot. John Keats (1795–1821). She's kind of an enigma in Keats's life, isn't she?