. . . . . "Bulletin of the New York Academy of Medicine"@fr . "516604"^^ . . . . . . "Vie, correspondance et reliquats litt\u00E9raires de John Keats"@fr . "Martin Day"@fr . . "D\u00E9veloppement stylistique de Keats"@fr . "Presses Universitaires du Mirail"@fr . "Sidney Colvin"@fr . . "William B. Ober"@fr . . . . "So, ye three ghosts, adieu! Ye cannot raise\nMy head cool-bedded in the flowery grass;\nFor I would not be dieted with praise,\nA pet-lamb in a sentimental farce!\nFade softly from my eyes, and be once more\nFarewell! I yet have visions for the night,\nAnd for the day faint visions there is store;\nVanish, ye phantoms, from my idle spright,\nInto the clouds, and never more return!"@fr . . . "History of English Literature 1660\u20131837"@fr . "John Keats, r\u00E9f\u00E9rences"@fr . . . . "Cambridge, Mass., Londres"@fr . "Penguin Books Inc."@fr . "303"^^ . . . . "Oxford"@fr . . "James Sambrook"@fr . "Oxford Paperback English Texts"@fr . . . "John Keats, sa vie, son \u0153uvre"@fr . "Keats et l'h\u00E9ll\u00E9nisme"@fr . "Douglas Bush"@fr . "John Keats: The Principle of Beauty"@fr . . . . . "Ripe was the drowsy hour;\n\nThe blissful cloud of summer-indolence\n\nBenum'd my eyes; my pulse grew less and less;\n\nPain had no sting, and pleasure's wreath no flower."@fr . "188465519"^^ . "University of Adelaide"@fr . . . "1368903"^^ . . "Les masques de Keats"@fr . "Walter Evert"@fr . "20.0"^^ . . . "360872"^^ . . . . "Boston"@fr . "L'\u0153il et la vision"@fr . "Sylvan"@fr . . . "Andrew Motion"@fr . "Le Ch\u00E2teau d'Indolence et l'opposition \u00E0 Walpole"@fr . "375"^^ . . "Charles Wentworth"@fr . . "Toulouse"@fr . . . . "CCom"@fr . "KV"@fr . . "Aubier-Flammarion"@fr . . "Les odes : une po\u00E9tique de l'hybridation"@fr . "1968"^^ . . "Oda a la indolencia"@es . "Michel Pierrard"@fr . . . . "346"^^ . "KL"@fr . "Albert Laffay, Keats, Selected Poems, Po\u00E8mes choisis"@fr . . "Thomas McFarland"@fr . . "And once more came they by ; \u2013 alas! wherefore?\nMy sleep had been embroider'd with dim dreams;\nMy soul had been a lawn besprinkled over\nWith flowers, and stirring shades, and baffled beams;\nThe morn was clouded, but no shower fell,\nTho' in her lids hung the sweet tears of May;\nThe open casement press'd a new-leaved vine,\nLet in the budding warmth and throstle's lay;\nO Shadows! 'twas a time to bid farewell !\nUpon your skirts had fallen no tears of mine."@fr . . . . "New York"@fr . "Lettre \u00E0 John Hamilton Reynolds"@fr . "Paris"@fr . . . "159179615"^^ . "Musique de l'\u00E9v\u00E9nement"@fr . . . . "330"^^ . . . "The Visionary Company"@fr . . . . . "https://ebooks.adelaide.edu.au/k/keats/john/letters/complete.html#letter37"@fr . . . "Orbey"@fr . . . "Keats the Poet"@fr . . . . "My spirit is too weak\u2014mortality\nWeighs heavily on me like unwilling sleep,\nAnd each imagined pinnacle and steep\nOf godlike hardship tells me I must die\nLike a sick eagle looking at the sky.\nYet 'tis a gentle luxury to weep\nThat I have not the cloudy winds to keep\nFresh for the opening of the morning's eye.\nSuch dim-conceived glories of the brain\nBring round the heart an undescribable feud;\nSo do these wonders a most dizzy pain,\nThat mingles Grecian grandeur with the rude\nWasting of old time\u2014with a billowy main\u2014\nA sun\u2014a shadow of a magnitude."@fr . "The Odes of John Keats"@fr . . . . "1848"^^ . . . "Ode on Indolence"@fr . "426"^^ . "xxviii-251"@fr . "Aesthetics and Myth in the Poetry of Keats"@fr . "Ode sur l'indolence"@fr . "One morn before me were three figures seen,\nWith bowed necks, and joined hands, side-faced;\nAnd one behind the other stepp'd serene,\nIn placid sandals, and in white robes graced;\nThey pass'd, like figures on a marble urn\nWhen shifted round to see the other side;\nThey came again, as, when the urn once more\nIs shifted round, the first seen shades return;\nAnd they were strange to me, as may betide\nWith vases, to one deep in Phidian lore."@fr . . "Cambridge, Mass."@fr . "That soul-enfeebling Wizard INDOLENCE,\nI whilom sung, wrought in his Works decay:\nSpred far and wide was his curs'd Influence;\nOf Public Virtue much he dull'd the Sense,\nEven much of Private; eat our Spirit out,\nAnd fed our rank luxurious Vices: whence\nThe Land was overlaid with many a Lout;\nNot, as old Fame reports, wise, generous, bold, and stout."@fr . . . "The Castle of Indolence and the Opposition to Walpole"@fr . "Lettres et po\u00E8mes de John Keats: portrait de l'artiste"@fr . "Keats"@fr . . . . . . "9782729707347"^^ . "James Thomson"@fr . . "395"^^ . "862"^^ . "2016-03-25"^^ . . "21.3"^^ . "University of Chicago Press"@fr . . "John Keats: A Sourcebook"@fr . . "Dilke"@fr . . . "\u2026 There is a grief contained\nIn the very shrine of pleasure \u2026"@fr . . . . . "2019-05-13"^^ . "Bilingue Aubier"@fr . "978"^^ . . . "22.5"^^ . . . "A third time pass'd they by, and, passing, turn'd \nEach one the face a moment whiles to me;\nThen faded, and to follow them I burn'd \nAnd ached for wings, because I knew the three; \nThe first was a fair Maid, and Love her name; \nThe second was Ambition, pale of cheek, \nAnd ever watchful with fatigu\u00E8d eye; \nThe last, whom I love more, the more of blame \nIs heap'd upon her, maiden most unmeek,\u2014 \nI knew to be my demon Poesy."@fr . . . . . . . . "83736"^^ . . "Princeton University Press"@fr . "Wolf Hirst"@fr . . . . . "20"^^ . . "Ode on Indolence"@en . . . "Longmans Green"@fr . . "14.6"^^ . "Routledge"@fr . "They faded, and, forsooth! I wanted wings:\nO folly! What is Love? and where is it?\nAnd for that poor Ambition\u2014it springs\nFrom a man's little heart's short fever-fit;\nFor Poesy!\u2014no,\u2014she has not a joy,\u2014\nAt least for me,\u2014so sweet as drowsy noons,\nAnd evenings steep'd in honied indolence;\nThat I may never know how change the moons,\nOr hear the voice of busy common-sense!"@fr . . . "Ode on Indolence"@fr . . "KG"@fr . "59021871"^^ . "Princeton"@fr . . . "35"^^ . . "257603790"^^ . . "Lyon"@fr . "25.0"^^ . "Richard Monckton Milnes, \u00E9diteur"@fr . . "The Consecrated Urn"@fr . "How is it, Shadows! that I knew ye not? \nHow came ye muffled in so hush a mask? \nWas it a silent deep-disguis\u00E8d plot \nTo steal away, and leave without a task \nMy idle days? Ripe was the drowsy hour; \nThe blissful cloud of Sumer-indolence\nBenumb'd my eyes; my pulse grew less and less;\nPain had no sting, and pleasure's wreath no flower: \nO, why did ye not melt, and leave my sense \nUnhaunted quite of all but\u2014nothingness?"@fr . . . "\u2026 There lies a den,\nBeyond the seeming confines of the space\nMade for the soul to wander in and trace\nIts own existence, of remotest glooms.\nDark regions are around it, where the tombs\nOf buried griefs the spirit sees, but scarce\nOne hour doth linger weeping [\u2026]\nFew have ever felt how calm and well\nSleep may be had in that deep den of all."@fr . "Twayne"@fr . "Sidney Colvin, \u00E9diteur scientifique"@fr . . "11968512"^^ . . . "Keats, le po\u00E8te"@fr . . "Londres"@fr . "Cambridge University Press"@fr . "45"^^ . . "en"@fr . . "en"@fr . "KVD"@fr . "Cornell University Press"@fr . "John Keats"@fr . "The Stylistic Development of Keats"@fr . . . . "Jeune homme le regard tourn\u00E9 vers la droite, menton appuy\u00E9 sur le poing gauche reposant sur une table. Cheveux \u00E0 hauteur d'\u00E9paules, veste marron et chemise blanche, livre ouvert devant lui sur la table"@fr . "9782858164998"^^ . "Macmillan Publishers"@fr . . . "Ronald Gorell"@fr . . "Bernard Blackstone"@fr . "15.0"^^ . . "Belknap Press of Harvard University Press"@fr . . . . . . . . "10.3917"^^ . "Ode sur l'indolence"@fr . "44"^^ . . . "--04-14"^^ . "41"^^ . . "Chicago"@fr . "Esth\u00E9tique et mythe dans la po\u00E9sie de Keats"@fr . "247285169"^^ . . "Ode on Indolence"@fr . . "1914451"^^ . . "Travaux de linguistique"@fr . . "Indolence majestueuse : d\u00E9but de la po\u00E9sie romantique et l'\u0153uvre d'art"@fr . . . . "Albert Laffay"@fr . "On The Poetry Of Keats"@fr . "Portrait de John Keats par William Hilton."@fr . "L'Ode sur l'indolence, en anglais Ode on Indolence, est l'une des six odes compos\u00E9es par le po\u00E8te romantique britannique John Keats en 1819 \u2014 avec l'Ode sur une urne grecque, l'Ode \u00E0 un rossignol, l'Ode \u00E0 Psych\u00E9, l'Ode sur la m\u00E9lancolie dat\u00E9es de mai, et l'Ode \u00E0 l'automne \u00E9crite en septembre. Compos\u00E9e \u00E0 une p\u00E9riode o\u00F9 John Keats se trouve en proie \u00E0 de s\u00E9rieux probl\u00E8mes mat\u00E9riels, l'Ode sur l'indolence lui procure, \u00E9crit-il en juin 1819, un plaisir surpassant tout ce qu'il a pu ressentir en cette ann\u00E9e lors de ses r\u00E9alisations ant\u00E9rieures. \u00C0 la diff\u00E9rence des autres odes, publi\u00E9es d\u00E8s 1820, l'Ode sur l'indolence ne para\u00EEt qu'\u00E0 titre posthume en 1848, soit vingt-sept ann\u00E9es apr\u00E8s la mort de son auteur."@fr . . . . . . . . . . "Doubleday & Company"@fr . "Aubier-Flammarionbilingue" . . "Why did I laugh to-night? No voice will tell\nNo God, no Demon of severe response,\nDeigns to reply from Heaven or from Hell\nThen to my human heart I turn at once:\nHeart! Thou and I are here sad and alone;\nI say, why did I laugh? O mortal pain!\nO Darkness! Darkness! ever must I moan,\nTo question Heaven and Hell and Heart in vain.\nWhy did I laugh? I know this Being's lease,\nMy fancy to its utmost blisses spreads;\nYet would I on this very midnight cease,\nAnd all the world's gaudy ensigns see in shreds;\nVerse, Fame, and Beauty are intense indeed,\nBut Death intenser -- Death is Life's high meed."@fr . "69"^^ . "Ode on Indolence"@fr . . "161"^^ . . "John Keats"@fr . "John Strachan"@fr . "Aubier-Flammarion bilingue"@fr . . . "KM"@fr . . . "Oxford University Press"@fr . . "Life, Letters, and Literary Remains of John Keats"@fr . . . "f\u00E9vrier 1990"@fr . . . "Cambridge, Massachusetts"@fr . . "Humanities Press"@fr . . "I yet have visions for the night\nAnd for the day faint visions there is store."@fr . "1818-02-18"^^ . . "Presses universitaires de Lyon"@fr . . . . "E. C. Pettet"@fr . . "John Keats : principe esth\u00E9tique"@fr . . "John Keats: His Life and Writings"@fr . . "0"^^ . . "1"^^ . "The Masks of Keats: The Endeavour of a Poet"@fr . "Jean-Marie Fournier"@fr . "fr"@fr . "1988"^^ . "Ode sur l'indolence"@fr . "142"^^ . "\u00E9d. scientifique"@fr . . "oui"@fr . "1985"^^ . "1999"^^ . . "For I would not be dieted with praise,\nA pet-lamb in a sentimental farce!"@fr . . . . . "1995"^^ . . "en:Ode on Indolence"@fr . "1993"^^ . "2002"^^ . . "The Belknap Press of Harvard University Press"@fr . "2003"^^ . "255"^^ . "9780674630765"^^ . "2000"^^ . "2001"^^ . . . "2009"^^ . "Neige"@fr . . "Keats and Hellenism"@fr . . . "7"^^ . "Christine Gerrard"@fr . "Letters of Keats to His Family and Friends"@fr . "C"@fr . "Alain Suied"@fr . . "The Music of What Happens"@fr . "1"^^ . . . "Stuart Sperry"@fr . "Engourdi par les vapeurs du pavot : l'opium et John Keats"@fr . "Clarendon Press"@fr . . "Christian La Cassag\u00E8re, \u00E9diteur scientifique"@fr . "Martin Aske"@fr . . "Harmondsworth"@fr . . "Drowsed With the Fume of Poppies: Opium and John Keats"@fr . . . "1402147910"^^ . "214"^^ . . "Les Odes : Suivi de Dame sans Merci et La Vigile de la Sainte-Agn\u00E8s"@fr . "666"^^ . "\u00C9ditions Arfuyen"@fr . "Comme pr\u00E9position ? Observations sur le statut cat\u00E9goriel des pr\u00E9positions et des conjonctions"@fr . . "37"^^ . "Macmillan"@fr . "Ithaca"@fr . "CERAN"@fr . . "Garden City"@fr . "198"^^ . "Cambridge"@fr . . "Keats ou le sortil\u00E8ge des mots"@fr . "Harvard University Press"@fr . . "Sylvie Crinquart"@fr . . . "Albert Laffay, traduction, pr\u00E9face et notes"@fr . "Les Saisons et Le Ch\u00E2teau d'Indolence"@fr . . . . . "The Seasons and The Castle of Indolence"@fr . . "1948"^^ . . "Majestic Indolence: English Romantic Poetry and the Work of Art"@fr . . "KB"@fr . "1959"^^ . . . . "1957"^^ . . . . "1966"^^ . . "1964"^^ . "1965"^^ . . "1962"^^ . "801491177"^^ . "1963"^^ . . "Keats, Selected Poems, Po\u00E8mes choisis"@fr . "fr/en"@fr . . "1972"^^ . . "1970"^^ . "W. J. Bate"@fr . . "1968"^^ . "Oda do indolencji (wiersz Johna Keatsa)"@pl . . "juillet 1968"@fr . "1981"^^ . . . . "Willard Spiegelman"@fr . . "L'Ode sur l'indolence, en anglais Ode on Indolence, est l'une des six odes compos\u00E9es par le po\u00E8te romantique britannique John Keats en 1819 \u2014 avec l'Ode sur une urne grecque, l'Ode \u00E0 un rossignol, l'Ode \u00E0 Psych\u00E9, l'Ode sur la m\u00E9lancolie dat\u00E9es de mai, et l'Ode \u00E0 l'automne \u00E9crite en septembre. Compos\u00E9e \u00E0 une p\u00E9riode o\u00F9 John Keats se trouve en proie \u00E0 de s\u00E9rieux probl\u00E8mes mat\u00E9riels, l'Ode sur l'indolence lui procure, \u00E9crit-il en juin 1819, un plaisir surpassant tout ce qu'il a pu ressentir en cette ann\u00E9e lors de ses r\u00E9alisations ant\u00E9rieures. \u00C0 la diff\u00E9rence des autres odes, publi\u00E9es d\u00E8s 1820, l'Ode sur l'indolence ne para\u00EEt qu'\u00E0 titre posthume en 1848, soit vingt-sept ann\u00E9es apr\u00E8s la mort de son auteur. Le po\u00E8me illustre la mani\u00E8re dont Keats rompt avec les canons de la forme classique. Son d\u00E9roulement est strictement chronologique. Elle commence in medias res alors que le po\u00E8te assoupi profite de l'indolence d'une douce matin\u00E9e. Surgissent trois all\u00E9gories, mains jointes, t\u00EAtes baiss\u00E9es, v\u00EAtues de tuniques blanches et chauss\u00E9es de sandales, qui solennellement d\u00E9filent. \u00C0 leur troisi\u00E8me passage, le narrateur, qui ne sait plus s'il r\u00EAve ou veille, parvient \u00E0 les identifier : ce sont Ambition, Amour et Po\u00E9sie. D'abord br\u00FBlant de les rejoindre, il se ressaisit bient\u00F4t et se penche tour \u00E0 tour sur chacune en un d\u00E9ferlement de questions auxquelles il apporte lui-m\u00EAme la r\u00E9ponse. En r\u00E9alit\u00E9, il s'agit l\u00E0 d'un examen de conscience : d\u00E9sormais apte \u00E0 les jauger \u00E0 l'aune de sa propre exp\u00E9rience, il en fait le tour et, \u00E0 la fin du po\u00E8me, m\u00EAme s'il garde un faible pour Po\u00E9sie, il renonce \u00E0 les int\u00E9grer \u00E0 la trame de sa vie. L'Ode sur l'indolence est g\u00E9n\u00E9ralement consid\u00E9r\u00E9e comme inf\u00E9rieure en qualit\u00E9 \u00E0 ses homologues de l'ann\u00E9e 1819 ; on a pu y voir une forme de brouillon pr\u00E9paratoire aux grandes odes qui l'accompagnent. Certains critiques, cependant, lui trouvent, outre sa valeur autobiographique, une r\u00E9elle unit\u00E9 structurelle, tant dans sa th\u00E9matique que dans son imagerie et l'alternance de ses rythmes, et la consid\u00E8rent comme l'un des po\u00E8mes majeurs de John Keats."@fr . "Adelaide"@fr . . "1848"^^ . "L'urne consacr\u00E9e"@fr .