GW2 - Keats: Negative Capability

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you made such an amazing video on negative capability! !And I feel that you got a bit emotional at the end. You really have the passion and love for literature, and you talk it in a wise and sincere way!

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Thank you for uploading this video. It's so interesting...

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Keats contains multitudes.

[@1995yuda]

Keats understood that the best minds were able to suspend action while thinking is going on.

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That's a key reason behind his genius; not the only reason, but a significant factor.

[@1995yuda]

@@douglasparker6276 Oh, no doubt about it. Other great thinkers had the same quality. It is definitely overlooked

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THE SLAVE TO HIS STAR. BY WILLIAM SLADE. (Abe Lincoln's White House "messenger") Bright star, of all stars beloved,[2] To thee I turned from dreams erewhile; Far up in God's free heaven unmoved, I saw by night thy ceaseless smile, Lighting a path of hope afar, Freedom's high watchfire for the free- Steadfast and solitary star, I felt that fire was lit for me! I gaze upon thy Northern light, That never fails, and falters never, But hang far over day and night, From Heaven's wall shine down forever; I seem to hear a voice of God Speak through the silence down to me, "Thy feet are strong, thy way is broad, The star shall be my path for thee." Hiding in darkling caves by day, With toiling footsteps through the night, To me came down thy guardian ray, A burning lamp, a shining light! The Red Sea of my pilgrim road, Whose parted waves hung threatningly,[3] I traversed while that beacon glowed, And freedom's fettered slave is free. Star of the slave, crown of the free, The eternal midnight's dearest gem, My race from midnight look to thee, As Bethlehem's star art thou to them. Forever dear their light above, Their path below through wood and wave, Their evening star of trust and love, Thou pilot of the pathless slave! Washington, D. C.

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Never saw this before. Not bad. Obvious influence: www.poetryfoundation.org/poems/44468/bright-star-would-i-were-stedfast-as-thou-art

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