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John Keats as Romantic poet.

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What is John Keats as Romantic poet.

Lesen Sie den Roman John Keats as Romantic poet. des Autors Kantesh_Juseja, veröffentlicht auf WebNovel.Keats is in many ways the most romantic of all romantic poets. Romantic poetry aims at the complete expression of theindividual as compared to classical poetry, which aims at the expression of social ...

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Keats is in many ways the most romantic of all romantic poets. Romantic poetry aims at the complete expression of the individual as compared to classical poetry, which aims at the expression of social experience. Other romantic poets have some political or social comment in their poetry. But the poetry of Keats is not a vehicle of any prophecy—any message. It is poetry for its own sake. It has no moral, no political or social significance. It is, therefore, purest poetry

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