by Keats · Cluster: Unrequited Frustrated Love · Unattainable Beloved · Petrarchan Sonnet
Abstract
A sensuous lyric of a lover slipping from his sleeping queen, dwelling on her faery lids and lips amid boundless love; desire, sleep, beauty and amorous reverie.
Connections
Archetypes: Lover Motifs: Sleep, Dawn Themes & Concepts: Lust Sexual Desire, Romantic Love, Beauty Forms & Genres: Lyric
Testo integrale / Full text
I
Unfelt, unheard, unseen,
I’ve left my little queen,
Her languid arms in silver slumber lying:
Ah! through their nestling touch,
Who - who could tell how much
There is for madness - cruel, or complying?
II
Those faery lids how sleek!
Those lips how moist! - they speak,
In ripest quiet, shadows of sweet sounds:
Into my fancy’s ear
Melting a burden dear,
How ‘Love doth know no fullness nor no bounds.’
III
True! - tender monitors!
I bend unto your laws:
This sweetest day for dalliance was born!
So, without more ado,
I’ll feel my heaven anew,
For all the blushing of the hasty mom.