Lamia

Here's just a poem that I found. It's called "Lamia," by John Keats. It's pretty long, I admit. I read it because this part is commonly quoted:

"Philosophy will clip an Angel's wings,

Conquer all mysteries by rule and line,

Empty the haunted air, and gnomed mine-

Unweave a rainbow, as it erewhile made

The tender-person'd Lamia melt into a shade."

This is nonsense, I believe. Perhaps this is because I personally enjoy knowing things, while others think that it is unpoetic to believe that rainbows are a product of light passing through airborne water particles, rather than fairies. It's pretty either way, isn't it?

Anyway, the poem itself is a bit of a challenging read. It requires some knowledge of Greek mythology to understand. Also, Keats is definately a classicist, so, be warned. There's high vocabulary in there.

Ylerecnis,

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