John Keats is no exception to this. But all of these things just calm the worries of the world — they don't actually make them go away. In particular, Keats repeatedly employs th, t, and the liquid consonants—that is, r and l—to thicken and interconnect the words. With this awareness, he moves into a higher thematic ground moving from the ache of the beginning through yearning for permanence and eventually exploring the tension so as to balance the transient with the permanent. After activating the world of insight and inner experience by obliterating that of the sense, Keats is revived into a special awareness of the conflict. That's the connection that Keats is making between the bird and the dryad.
Samuel Taylor Coleridge, Lord Byron, Percy Shelley and John Keats. It should be noted that Brown wrote his account almost twenty years after the event. He is filled with a desire to escape from the world of caring to the world of beautiful place of the bird. He thinks it wouldn't be so bad to die at night in the forest, with no one around except the nightingale singing. Keats says that he is only half in love with death and we will discover Keats' offer of explanation to this in the last two lines. He makes imaginative flights into the ideal world, but accepts the realities of life despite its 'fever, fret and fury'. Only to then wonder if it was all a dream.
But, as the poem develops, one feels that the numbness and intoxication the poet deliberately and imaginatively imposes upon his senses of pain are meant to awaken a higher sense of experience. Such a conception may be just idle whimsies on his part. But, ultimately one has to return to the real world and must accept the reality. The poem begins as the speaker starts to feel disoriented from listening to the song of the nightingale, as if he had just drunken something really, really strong. And just how thrilling the experience can be when you allow words to help you feel the world through another animal. The poem presents the picture of the tragedy of human life. He was especially sensitive to the beauty in nature.
He says that it seems rich to die at that very moment when he is at the heights of ecstasy, experiencing a rich and sensuous excitement. In the last stanza we start again from the Hampstead garden, and then follow the nightingale as it disappears in the distance. He contrasts the mortality and suffering of human being with the immortality and perfect happiness of the nightingale. Keats' reference here is to Ruth in the fields of Bo'az where she stood gathering the sheaves of corn. This poem could be included in the poetry paper of the Edexcel English Literature exams. The Oxford Book of English Verse: 12501900. O 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; That I might drink, and leave the world unseen, And with thee fade away into the forest dim: Fade far away, dissolve, and quite forget What thou among the leaves hast never known, The weariness, the fever, and the fret Here, where men sit and hear each other groan; Where palsy shakes a few, sad, last gray hairs, Where youth grows pale, and spectre-thin, and dies; Where but to think is to be full of sorrow And leaden-eyed despairs; Where beauty cannot keep her lustrous eyes, Or new love pine at them beyond tomorrow.
In the darkness he listens to the nightingale. It is contrasted, in the third stanza, by the reality of the world around him — sickness, ill-health and conflict. He feels bittersweet happiness at the thought of the nightingale's carefree life. Still wouldst thou sing, and I have ears in vain— To thy high requiem become a sod. But, he also feels an acute pain because he is conscious of his mortality and suffering. The poem ends with a question about the validity of such a heightened experience when it leaves him with a sense of loss and depression. It cannot give more than a temporary escape from the cares of life.
He is even uncertain whether he is asleep or awake. Thou wast not born for death, immortal Bird! All of these meanings of one word add levels of complexity to the meaning of the poem in general. I cannot see what flowers are at my feet, Nor what soft incense hangs upon the boughs, But, in embalmèd darkness, guess each sweet Wherewith the seasonable month endows The grass, the thicket, and the fruit-tree wild; White hawthorn, and the pastoral eglantine; Fast fading violets cover'd up in leaves; And mid-May's eldest child, The coming musk-rose, full of dewy wine, The murmurous haunt of flies on summer eves. And since I've written a story where students actually study a few of his poems, I've been re-reading them lately. The song of the nightingale that he is listening to was heard in ancient times by emperor and peasant. Keats uses this poetic technique to convey the process of aging. The nightingale must be immortal, because so many different kinds of generations of people have heard its song throughout history, everyone from clowns and emperors to Biblical characters to people in fantasy stories.
The last lines in these stanzas are sad. Structure and Language Keats uses juxtaposition of ideas and tones throughout the poem to help contrast his personal unhappiness with the freedom of the nightingale. During his short life, his work received constant critical attacks from the periodicals of the day, but his posthumous influence on poets such as Alfred Tennyson has been immense. Once again, the speaker struggles with the dissonance between his idealism and the realities of the world. The poet says that the feelings of depression in him are not due to envy of the bird's happiness, but because he is ' too happy' in its happiness. The darkness may have helped his imagination to flourish and furnish his ideal creation, as well as lending a supernatural air to the poem.
The careful attention to the sounds of the words shows, rather than simply tells, how the speaker listens. It always amazes us how some of the most important poems in the English language were scribbled down in a matter of hours! How could this impact a reader and why? But wine is not needed to enable him to escape. This, I feel has added a certain beauty to this poem. He has taken us into another dimension, so to speak, and we can see the foam of perilous seas through the magic windows. His second volume of poetry had been harshly reviewed.