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The Road Not Taken (未选择的路) TWO roads diverged in a yellow wood, And sorry I could not travel both And be one traveler, long I stood And looked down one as far as I could To where it bent in the undergrowth; Then took the other, as just as fai
058 The Birth Of Poetry And Art When Adam and Eve were expelled from Eden, there was an incident when the flames of a blazing sword of an angel, who had sent them away, burned a birds' nest. The birds were all burned to death, but a new bird was born
To Fanny Keats, 22 July 1820 My dear Fanny; I have been gaining strength for some days: it would be well if I could at the same time say I am gaining hopes of a speedy recovery. My constitution has suffered very much for two or three years past, so a
To Fanny Keats, 13 August 1820 Wentworth Place My dear Fanny; It is a long time since I received your last. An accident of an unpleasant nature occurred at Mr. Hunts and prevented me from answering you, that is to say made me nervous. That you may no
To Fanny Keats, dictated, 11th September 1820 My dear Fanny; In the hope of entirely re-establishing my health I shall leave England for Italy this week and, of course I shall not be able to see you before my departure. It is not illness that prevent
To Mrs. Samuel Brawne, 24th October 1820 Naples Harbour My dear Mrs. Brawne; A few words will tell you what sort of a passage we had, and what situation we are in, and few they must be on account of the Quarantine, our letters being liable to be open
To Charles Brown, 1st November 1820 My dear Brown; Yesterday we were let out of Quarantine, during which my health suffered more from bad air and a stifled cabin than it had done the whole voyage. The fresh air revived me a little, and I hope I am we
To Charles Brown, 30th September 1820. The Maria Crowther, off Yarmouth, Isle of Wight My dear Brown; The time has not yet come for a pleasant letter from me. I have delayed writing to you from time to time because I felt how impossible it was to enl
To Fanny Keats, 1st May 1819 Wentworth Place, Saturday My dear Fanny; If it were but six oclock in the morning I would set off to see you today: if I should do so now I could not stop long enough for a how dye doit is so long s walk through Hornsey a
To George and Georgiana Keats, Friday 19th March 1819 (Cont.): I have been reading lately two very different books I have been reading lately two very different books Robertsons America and Voltaires Siecle De Louis XIV. It is like walking arm and ar
To George and Georgiana Keats, Friday 19th March 1819 My dear brother and sister; This morning I am in a sort of temper indolent and supremely careless: I long after a stanza or two of Thompsons Castle of indolenceMy passions are all asleep from my h
To Benjamin Baily. Inverary, 18th July My dear Bailey; I am certain I have not a right feeling towards Womenat this moment I am striving to be just to them but I cannotIs it because they fall so far beneath my boyish imagination? When I was a schoolb
To Fanny Brawne, 1st July, 1819 Shanklin, Isle of Wight My dearest Lady: I am glad I had not an opportunity of sending off a letter which I wrote for you on Tuesday night - t'was too much like one out of Rousseau' Heloise. I am more reasonable this m
To Fanny Brawne, 25 July 1819. Sunday Night My Sweet Girl, I hope you did not blame me much for not obeying your request of a Letter on Saturday: we have had four in our small room playing at cards night and morning leaving me no undisturbed opportun
To Fanny Brawne, 13th October, 1819. College Street My dearest Girl; This moment I have set myself to copy some verses out fair. I cannot proceed with any degree of content. I must write you a line or two and see if that will assist in dismissing you
To Fanny Keats, 23 June 1820. Friday Morning My dear Fanny; I had intended to delay seeing you till a Book which I am now publishing was out, expecting that to be he end of this Week when I would have brought it to Walthamstow: on receiving your lett
Amanda: Hi, Mike. What are you reading? Mike: Oh, these are just some books I picked up at a local poetryfestival that took place a couple of weeks ago. Even though a lot of what the featured poets read wasn't in English, it was still neat to see tha
Very quietly I take my leave As quietly as I came here; Quietly I wave good-bye To the rosy clouds in the western sky. 轻轻的我走了, 正如我轻轻的来; 我轻轻的招手, 作别西天的云彩。 The golden willows by the riverside A
To George and Tom Keats, 23, 24 January 1818 My dear Brothers; I was thinking what hindered me from writing so long, for I have many things to say to you and know not where to begin. I think a little change has taken place in my intellectual latelyI