John Keats

Sonnet XI. On First Looking into Chapman’s Homer

Much have I travell’d in the realms of gold,
     And many goodly states and kingdoms seen;
     Round many western islands have I been
Which bards in fealty to Apollo hold.
Oft of one wide expanse had I been told
     That deep-brow’d Homer ruled as his demesne;
     Yet did I never breathe its pure serene
Till I heard Chapman speak out loud and bold:
Then felt I like some watcher of the skies
     When a new planet swims into his ken;
Or like stout Cortez when with eagle eyes
     He star’d at the Pacific—and all his men
Look’d at each other with a wild surmise
     Silent, upon a peak in Darien.
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