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文档介绍:——“Beauty is truth, truth beauty”美即是真,真即是美IntroductionLife StoryWorksHis Position in English LiteratureJohn Keats(1795-1821)>One of the 2nd generation of romantic poets >Famous as Byron and Shelley>Outstanding representative of European Romantic MovementIntroductionLife Story1795born1804father1810 mother1811surgeon-apothecary1815-1816 Studied & licensed apothecary 1817 book, Poems 1821 died外科药剂商After that, Keats lived in Hampstead(汉普斯特)—Keats HouseFell in love with his neighbor—Fanny he last year of his lifeTo Fanny Brawne, March 1820 This perhaps should be as much a subject of sorrow as joy - but I will not talk of that. Even if you did not love me I could not help an entire devotion to you: how much more deeply then must I feel for you knowing you love me. My Mind has been the most discontented and restless one that ever was put into a body too small for it. I never felt my Mind repose upon anything plete and undistracted enjoyment - upon no person but you. When you are in the room my thoughts never fly out of window: you always concentrate my whole senses. The anxiety shown about our Love in your last note is an immense pleasure to me; however you must not suffer such speculations to molest you any more: not will I any more believe you can have the least pique against me. Brown is gone out -- but here is Mrs Wylie -- when she is gone I shall be awake for you. -- Remembrances to your Mother. Your affectionate, J. KeatsSweetest Fanny, You fear, sometimes, I do not love you so much as you wish? My dear Girl I love you ever and ever and without reserve. The more I have known you the more have I lov'd. In every way - even my jealousies have been agonies of Love, in the hottest fit I ever had I would have died for you. I have vex'd you too much. But for Love! Can I help it? You are always new. The last of your kisses was ever the sweetest; the last smile the brightest; the last movement the gracefullest. When you pass'd my window home yesterday, I was fill'd with as mu