The introduction speaks of Keat's "verbal sumptuousness" and that's apt--particularly if you read these out loud, they're a feast for the ears. That said, I didn't love everything. I was less than wild about Keats' two longest poems, particularly the longest, Endymion, which at over a hundred pages ...
In my eyes, Keats can do no wrong. I love this man. Heartbreakingly gorgeous stuff here, folks.
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