On Seeing The Elgin Marbles
My spirit is too weak; mortality
Weighs heavily on me like unwilling sleep,
And each imagined pinnacle and steep
Of godlike hardship tells me I must die
Like a sick eagle looking at the sky.
Yet 'tis a gentle luxury to weep,
That I have not the cloudy winds to keep
Fresh for the opening of the morning's eye.
Such dim-conceived glories of the brain,
Bring round the heart an indescribable feud;
So do these wonders a most dizzy pain,
That mingles Grecian grandeur with the rude
Wasting of old Time -- with a billowy main
A sun, a shadow of a magnitude.
What is the theme of John Keats' poem "On Seeing the Elgin Marbles"?
John Keats was obsessed with his own mortality. He was convinced that he would die young, which he did. He was here comparing his own life with the marble statues, once beautiful in Grecian granduer. He knew that eventually he too would be past his prime and broken down by time.
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