Thomas Keats
(1795-1821 BC)
Two hundred years ago. There was a stable in the heart of London. Thomas Keats was the director of such a stable.
One year after the marriage, in October 1795, Thomas' first child was born. The baby was named John Keats in due course.
Keats' mother died in 1810. Before he died, he unknowingly passed the tuberculosis seeds to his child. After the death of his mother, Mr. Abby took charge of the fatherless children. Keats returned to school. He studies day and night. Sometimes he writes poems at the whim of the mind.
Fortunately, his school friend Cowden took Clark Keats to Lee Hunt, a famous young poet of the time. The acquaintance with Hunt is a significant event in Keats' life.
Keats' first poem was published in that magazine. Here Keats is introduced to Shelley. And he could not keep himself in the fascination of medicine.
Ignoring the advice of his parents, he left the medical college and decided to take literature as his profession.
Keats left London for Hampstead with his two brothers. The main purpose of coming here was to get Hunt's company. Shortly afterwards, Keats published his first collection of poems.
A thing of beauty is joy forever.
Keats had never been on a tour before, so he went out with a friend. When he returned, he found his brother, Tom, seriously ill. His endeavor was published.
Keats decided he had to make money anyway. Health was not going as well as before. But in the indomitable power of the mind, Keats continued to write one poem after another. In fact, all the best poems in Keats' life were written at this time.
This collection contained some large poems on one side and some small poems, sonnets on the other. Notable among these is Isabella (Isabella or the Pot of Basil 1818) Hyperion - A long poem based on Greek mythology.
Keats's other great poem, The Eve of Saint Mark… is also unfinished. Along with all these long poems, there is a unique beauty in his short poems (Ode).
These short poems include Ode to a Nightingale. Ode on a Grecian urn. Ode on Melancholy, Ode to Autumn. ode to a Nightingale.
Ode on a Grecian urn. Ode on Melancholy, with Ode to Autumn. Ode to Nightingale is a metaphor for human life. Here the current of life and death is flowing side by side.
Ode to Autumn- An opposite idea has emerged, here the poet has found real beauty.
Keats never tried to write prose without poetry. His poetic career was only six years (1814-1819). That is nineteen to twenty-four years of age. 1920 Keats's body was gradually crumbling. He was brought to Fanny's house.
A month before he left for Italy, he came in close contact with Fanny. On September 13, 1820, Keats left for Italy.
Friday, February 23, 1921. How obsessed Keats was all day. It was about eleven o'clock at night, and my friend Severn was sitting next to me.
Slowly Keats said, ‘Pick me up, my death is ahead. I want to die in peace, don't be afraid - thank God, death has finally come. '
