This poem
written by John Keats is constructed in three stanzas; in the first speech on
the sadness, the distress and on the death since he introduces Proserpine,
Roman goddess of hell.
But simultaneously
he speaks about a “light”, the light of melancholy, to whom, he is dedicating
the poem, which as the poet says: “That fosters the droop-headed flowers”. And
it contributes a hope to satisfy this distress. Finally he invites us to living
enjoying the lasting things as beauty, happiness and pleasure.
Keats
speaks about life and death as part of this one and, with help of the elements
that they find in nature, invites us to take delight with the fruits of Mother
Earth.
The poet
immerses us in the world of Greek and Roman mythology introducing places as
Lethe, river of the oblivion in the infernal world; prominent figures as
Proserpine, Roman goddes of hell; and Psyche, modal to the philosophy, term
with which the Greeks refer to the spirit of the human race, I mean, the
reason.
The
language used in the poem is not of excessive difficulty but it possesses some
phrases that are difficult to deal: “And hides the green hill in an April
shroud; Then glout thy sorrow on a morning rose” but in its entirety it can be
understood easily.
The poem is
divided in three stanzas. The verses have the following rhyme:
ABAB/CDE/CDE.
The poet
uses several images to make the visualization of the words easy:
- First stanza: “ For shade to shade...
soul”: With this image, we can see ourselves in an unknown place, full of
shades and experimenting a strong fear.
- Second stanza: “That fosters... all”: We
can see, reading this verse, a valley full of all kinds of death flowers but
when the sun shines, all these flowers turn up its “heads” and become alive.
- Second stanza: “Or on the rainbow... wave”:
This is a beautiful image that shows us a big sea with a big shining rainbow in
its horizon.
- Third stanza: “She dwells... die”: This
image shows us a woman, a beautiful woman, she is the personification of
Beauty.
Personal
opinion
I chose
this poem, after seeing some different John Keats’ poems, and this was the one
that when I read it, made me feel something different. It’s full of contrasts
the world of shadows shown in the first stanza but in the second and in the
third he makes us see the beautiful world in which we are living. And he is
inviting us to enjoy this world before death comes to find us. The use of the
elements of nature makes us easy to understand his way of observing the world
around him.
John Keats. 1795–1821 |
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628. Ode on Melancholy |
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NO, no! go not to Lethe, neither
twist |
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Wolf's-bane,
tight-rooted, for its poisonous wine; |
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Nor
suffer thy pale forehead to be kist |
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By
nightshade, ruby grape of Proserpine; |
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Make not
your rosary of yew-berries, |
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Nor
let the beetle, nor the death-moth be |
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Your
mournful Psyche, nor the downy owl |
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A partner
in your sorrow's mysteries; |
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For
shade to shade will come too drowsily, |
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And
drown the wakeful anguish of the soul. |
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But when
the melancholy fit shall fall |
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Sudden
from heaven like a weeping cloud, |
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That
fosters the droop-headed flowers all, |
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And
hides the green hill in an April shroud; |
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Then glut
thy sorrow on a morning rose, |
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Or
on the rainbow of the salt sand-wave, |
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Or
on the wealth of globèd peonies; |
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Or if thy
mistress some rich anger shows, |
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Emprison
her soft hand, and let her rave, |
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And
feed deep, deep upon her peerless eyes. |
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She
dwells with Beauty—Beauty that must die; |
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And
Joy, whose hand is ever at his lips |
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Bidding
adieu; and aching Pleasure nigh, |
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Turning
to poison while the bee-mouth sips: |
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Ay, in
the very temple of Delight |
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Veil'd
Melancholy has her sovran shrine, |
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Though
seen of none save him whose strenuous tongue |
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Can burst
Joy's grape against his palate fine; |
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His
soul shall taste the sadness of her might, |
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And
be among her cloudy trophies hung. |
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