I have walked out in rain-and back in rain. I have outwalked the furthest city light. I have looked down the saddest city lane. I have stood still and stopped the sound of feetĪnd further still at an unearthly height, I have passed by the watchman on his beatĪnd dropped my eyes, unwilling to explain. Proclaimed the time was neither wrong nor right. John Keats was an English Romantic poet who rose to fame after his death and by the end of the nineteenth century became one of the most beloved English poets. His work was in publication only for four years before he died at the age of twenty five. This Shakespearean sonnet has now become one of Keats’ most famous compositions. It was written in 1818 and sent in a letter to John Hamilton Reynolds. Of the wide world I stand alone, and think Their shadows, with the magic hand of chance Īnd when I feel, fair creature of an hour, When I behold, upon the night’s starr’d face, Hold like rich garners the full-ripen’d grain The poem is a personal confession of Keats’ fear of an early death that had plagued him from at least 1816.īefore my pen has glean’d my teeming brain, Through this sonnet Keats expresses his fear that he wouldn’t be able to realize his potential and achieve love and fame during his short stay on earth.
Till Love and Fame to nothingness do sink. Those Winter Sundays does not follow the conventions of the sonnet form apart from its 14 lines length and the theme of love, which is traditionally associated with sonnets. In the poem, the speaker remembers how his father rose up early on Sunday mornings, despite the hard work he did all week, and stroked the furnace fire. He woke his son only when the house was warm and he even polished his son’s “good shoes”.
The speaker then regrets being indifferent to his father and not thanking him.
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