A Dream, After Reading Dante's Episode Of Paolo And Francesca

As Hermes once took to his feathers light,
When lulled Argus, baffled, swooned and slept,
So on a Delphic reed, my idle spright
So played, so charmed, so conquered, so bereft
The dragon-world of all its hundred eyes;
And seeing it asleep, so fled away,
Not to pure Ida with its snow-cold skies,
Nor unto Tempe, where Jove grieved a day;
But to that second circle of sad Hell,
Where in the gust, the whirlwind, and the flaw
Of rain and hail-stones, lovers need not tell
Their sorrows. Pale were the sweet lips I saw,
Pale were the lips I kissed, and fair the form
I floated with, about that melancholy storm.

by John Keats

Comments (5)

Nobody better than Keats might highlight the mystical wonder of Dante's Poem.. Very beautiful
.........beautifully penned and so imaginative...the imagery is stunning ★
Human life, its life situations, life after death, the hell, the heaven, the wonderful and magnificent literary poems of Dante, the kindness, and lot of feelings beautifully made as a poem from the magnetic words of our ever respected poet Keats which will be their upto the humanity and world is there I think.
the realities of human life and its beauty depicted here.
keats is always so well versed in greek mythology. hermes, i love, argus, i too love and the dragons, the hundred eyes, i never saw yet i love for its dragonness. love keats.