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  1. John Keats was born and baptised in the City of London in 1795. After education in Enfield and an apprenticeship in Edmonton, he trained to be a doctor at Guy’s Hospital before giving up a career in medicine to become a poet. A thing of beauty is a joy forever: Its loveliness increases; it will never.

  2. John Keats (IPA: /ˈkiːts/; 31 October 1795 – 23 February 1821) was one of the principal poets of the English Romantic movement. Images [ edit ] Anonymous portrait miniature of a young John Keats

  3. Summary. ‘Ode on a Grecian Urn’ by John Keats muses and celebrates art’s ability — in this case the images upon a piece of ancient Greek pottery — to capture and immortalize life’s beauty. In this poem, Keats (or at least, the speaker in the poem) mulls over the strange idea of the human figures carved into the urn.

  4. John Keats. read this poet’s poems. English Romantic poet John Keats was born on October 31, 1795, in London. The oldest of four children, he lost both his parents at a young age. His father, a livery-stable keeper, died when Keats was eight; his mother died of tuberculosis six years later. After his mother’s death, Keats’s maternal ...

  5. Apr 13, 2020 · John Keats' etter to his sister Fanny Keats at the beginning of his last illness, with mention of his poems 'Hyperion'; 'Lamia' etc which had just been published. 14 August 1820. Source: British Museum. Culture Club / Getty Images. Keats died in Rome on February 23, 1821. His remains rest in Rome’s Protestant cemetery.

  6. Apr 18, 2023 · Part of the John Keats Collection presented by John W. and Anna H. Hanes Foundation in celebration of the Library's 6-millionth volume Addeddate 2023-04-18 11:05:04

  7. To Autumn. ‘To Autumn’ stands as one of Keats’ most image-rich and skillful odes, offering a sumptuous description of the fall season. John Keats was an English poet and one of the most important of the Romantics. His work is often compared to Lord Byron’s and Percy Bysshe Shelley’s. odes. How beautiful the season is now—How fine ...