Mapping Keats’s Progress: A Critical Chronology

Mapping Keats’s Progress
A Critical Chronology

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Time’s sea hath been five years at its slow ebb

Time’s sea hath been five years at its slow ebb;
Long hours have to and fro let creep the sand,
Since I was tangled in thy beauty’s web,
And snared by the ungloving of thy hand:
And yet I never look on midnight sky,
But I behold thine eyes’ well-memoried light;
I cannot look upon the rose’s dye,
But to thy cheek my soul doth take its flight:
I cannot look on any budding flower,
But my fond ear, in fancy at thy lips,
And hearkening for a love-sound, doth devour
Its sweets in the wrong sense. — Thou dost eclipse
Every delight with sweet remembering,
And grief unto my darling joys dost bring.

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MLA Style: Works Cited

Keats, John. “Time’s sea hath been five years at its slow ebb.” Mapping Keats’s Progress: A Critical Chronology, by G. Kim Blank. Edition 3.27 , University of Victoria, 19 August 2024. https://johnkeats.uvic.ca/poem_times_sea_hath_been_five_years.html.

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John Keats, “Time’s sea hath been five years at its slow ebb,” Mapping Keats’s Progress: A Critical Chronology, Edition 3.27 , last modified 19th August 2024. https://johnkeats.uvic.ca/poem_times_sea_hath_been_five_years.html.

Chicago Style: Bibliography

Keats, John. “Time’s sea hath been five years at its slow ebb.” Mapping Keats’s Progress: A Critical Chronology, Edition 3.27 , last modified 19th August 2024. https://johnkeats.uvic.ca/poem_times_sea_hath_been_five_years.html.