Read, or rather reread, John Keats's "On First Looking into Chapman's Homer". It is apparently one of his best early poetic works. After reading it over and over, I realized how absolutely perfect it is. It is an Italian Sonnet.

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This is what I got out the first lecture I attended with Dr. Saeed Ghazi.

Much have I travell'd in the realms of gold,
And many goodly states and kingdoms seen;
Round many western islands have I been
Which bards in fealty to Apollo hold.
Oft on one wide expanse had I been told
That deep-brow'd Homer ruled as his demesne;
Yet did I never breathe its pure serene
Till I heard Chapman speak out loud and bold:
Then felt I like some watcher of the skies
When a new planet swims into his ken;
Or like stout Cortez when with eagle eyes
He star'd at the Pacific - and all his men
Look'd at each other with a wild surmise -
Silent, upon a peak in Darien.

And to top it all off, I found this online.



For more of the Manuscripts, look here.