Here lies one
whose name was written in water

济慈的诗和他的生命一样，很绮丽也很短暂

英年早逝伤不起

卞之琳翻他的诗翻得很美

《O SOLITUDE!》
　　O Solitude! if I must with thee dwell,
　　Let it not be among the jumbled heap
　　Of murky buildings; climb with me the steep,-
　　Nature's observatory- whence the dell,
　　Its flowery slopes, its river's crystal swell,
　　May seem a span; let me thy vigils keep
　　'Mongst boughs pavillion'd, where the deer's swift leap
　　Startles the wild bee from the fox-glove bell.
　　But though I'll gladly trace these scenes with thee,
　　Yet the sweet converse of an innocent mind,
　　Whose words are images of thoughts refin'd,
　　Is my soul's pleasure; and it sure must be
　　Almost the highest bliss of human-kind,
　　When to thy haunts two kindred spirits flee.


处女作谈的就是孤独

其实我不是很喜欢浪漫派的作品

济慈的经历和他的诗不一样

他的一生大部分时光很苦，但是他的笔触扬洒的是自由与希望

19岁的范尼和24岁的济慈

范尼为济慈服丧七年，直到死还带着他送的戒指

希望他们俩在天堂过得美满幸福

My heart aches, and a drowsy numbness pains
My sense, as though of hemlock I had drunk,
Or emptied some dull opiate to the drains
One minute past, and Lethe-wards had sunk

Lethe-wards 可以忘记的地方