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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
SONNET (ON RECEIVING A LAUREL CROWN FROM LEIGH HUNT), by JOHN KEATS Poet Analysis Poet's Biography
First Line: Minutes are flying swiftly, and as yet
Last Line: Of all the many glories that may be.
First Line: Minutes are flying swiftly, and as yet
Last Line: Of all the many glories that may be.
MINUTES are flying swiftly, and as yet
Nothing unearthly has enticed my brain
Into a delphic Labyrinth--I would fain
Catch an unmortal thought to pay the debt
I owe to the kind Poet who has set
Upon my ambitious head a glorious gain.
Two bending laurel Sprigs--'tis nearly pain
To be conscious of such a Coronet.
Still time is fleeting, and no dream arises
Gorgeous as I would have it--only I see
A Trampling down of what the world most prizes
Turbans and Crowns, and blank regality;
And then I run into most wild surmises
Of all the many glories that may be.
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