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The Four Ages of Poetry  by THOMAS LOVE PEACOCK

8 February 2006
Vol. 5, No. 4
classic, essay

Poetry, like the world, may be said to have four ages, but in a different order: the first age of poetry being the age of iron; the second, of gold; the third, of silver; and the fourth, of brass.

To Richard Woodhouse on October 27, 1818  by JOHN KEATS

23 April 2005
Vol. 5, No. 1
classic, letter

A Poet is the most unpoetical of any thing in existence; because he has no Identity—he is continually in for—and filling some other Body—The Sun, the Moon, the Sea, and Men and Women who are creatures of impulse are poetical and have about them an unchangeable attribute—the poet has none; no identity—he is certainly the most unpoetical of all of God's Creatures.

To John Taylor on February 27, 1818  by JOHN KEATS

9 April 2005
Vol. 5, No. 1
classic, letter

…but it is easier to think what Poetry should be than to write it…

To J.H. Reynolds on February 19, 1818  by JOHN KEATS

28 March 2005
Vol. 5, No. 1
classic, letter

I have an idea that a Man might pass a very pleasant life in this manner—let him on any certain day read a certain Page of full Poesy or distilled Prose and let him wander with it, and muse upon it, and reflect from it, and bring home to it, and prophesy upon it, and dream upon it—untill it becomes stale—but when will it do so? Never…

To Benjamin Bailey on November 22, 1817  by JOHN KEATS

19 March 2005
Vol. 5, No. 1
classic, letter

I am certain of nothing but of the holiness of the Heart's affections and the truth of the Imagination—What the imagination seizes as Beauty must be truth—whether it existed before or not…


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