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John Keats 1795-1821 His Life Son of a livery-stable keeper Father died when he was nine, mother remarried, died of tuberculosis Practiced surgery Leigh Hunt: his literary mentor His brother Tom, died of tuberculosis His Death Died in Rome of Tuberculosis Here lies One Whose Name was writ in Water. Severn and Brown also added the epitaph: This Grave contains all that was mortal, of a YOUNG ENGLISH POET, who on his Death Bed, in the Bitterness of his heart, at the Malicious Power of his enemies, desired these words to be Engraven on his Tomb Stone a lyre with broken strings. Shelley: Adonais Byron: snuffed out by an article. Keats’ Main Works On First Looking into Champman’s Homer 《初读查普曼译荷马史诗》 Endymion 《恩底弥翁》 Lamia, Isabella, The Eve of ST. Agnes, and other Poems 《女妖、伊莎贝尔、圣·爱尼节前夜及其他》 Great Odes：Ode to a Nightingale 《夜莺颂》 Ode to a Grecian Urn 《希腊古瓮颂》 Ode to a Nightingale 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 being too happy in thine happiness, -- That thou, light-winged Dryad of the trees, In some melodious plot Of beechen green, and shadows numberless, Singest of summer in full-throated ease. 我的心在痛，困顿和麻木 刺进了感官，有如饮过毒鸠， 　　 又象是刚刚把鸦片吞服， 　　 于是向着列斯忘川下沉： 　　 并不是我嫉妒你的好运， 　　 而是你的快乐使我太欢欣—— 　　 因为在林间嘹亮的天地里， 　　 你呵，轻翅的仙灵， 　　 你躲进山毛榉的葱绿和荫影， 　　 放开歌喉，歌唱着夏季。  Ode to a Nightingale O, for a draught of vintage! That hath been ‘Cool’d a long age in the deep-delved earth, Tasting of Flora and the country green, Dance, and Provencal song, and sunburnt mirth! 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