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                                      1816
                     ON FIRST LOOKING INTO CHAPMAN'S HOMER
                                 by John Keats

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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