On Sitting Down to Read King Lear Once Again
by John Keats
O golden-tongued Romance with serene lute!
Fair plumed Syren! Queen of far away!
Leave melodizing on this wintry day,
Shut up thine olden pages, and be mute:
Adieu! for once again the fierce dispute,
Betwixt damnation and impassion'd clay
Must I burn through; once more humbly assay
The bitter-sweet of this Shakespearian fruit.
Chief Poet! and ye clouds of
Begetters of our deep eternal theme,
When through the old
I am gone, oak forest
Let me not wander in a barren dream,
But when I am consumed in the fire,
Give me new
wings to fly at my desire. Phoenix
Since the great romatic poet felt a necessity to read King Lear once again, I suggest that, you, as students, do the same this weekend.