- Death: “When I have fears that I may cease to be.” (1818) –
Ode to a Nightingale “When youtb grows pale, and spectre-thin, and dies” (1819)
- The Contemplation of Beauty: “Bright star, would I were stedfast as thou art” (1819) –
Ode on a Grecian Urn “Beauty is truth, true beauty” (1819).
- Separation Vs. Connection: Ode on a Grecian Urn “Fair youth, beneath the
trees, thou canst not leave” (1819)
-Dreams or visions (Imagination): Ode on a Grecian Urn “Heard melodies
are sweet, but those unheard” (1819)
No hay comentarios:
Publicar un comentario