Mapping Keats’s Progress: A Critical Chronology

Mapping Keats’s Progress
A Critical Chronology

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References to this poem

To the Ladies Who Saw Me Crown’d

What is there in the universal earth
More lovely than a wreath from the bay tree?
Haply a halo round the moon — a glee
Circling from three sweet pair of lips in mirth;
And haply you will say the dewy birth
Of morning roses — riplings tenderly
Spread by the halcyon’s breast upon the sea —
But these comparisons are nothing worth.
Then is there nothing in the world so fair?
The silvery tears of April? — Youth of May?
Or June that breathes out life for butterflies?
No — none of these can from my favourite bear
Away the palm; yet shall it ever pay
Due reverence to your most sovereign eyes.

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MLA Style: Works Cited

Keats, John. “To the Ladies Who Saw Me Crown’d.” Mapping Keats’s Progress: A Critical Chronology, by G. Kim Blank. Edition 3.8 , University of Victoria, 18 January 2021. https://johnkeats.uvic.ca/poem_to_the_ladies_who_saw_me.html.

Chicago Style: Note

John Keats, “To the Ladies Who Saw Me Crown’d,” Mapping Keats’s Progress: A Critical Chronology, Edition 3.8 , last modified 18th January 2021. https://johnkeats.uvic.ca/poem_to_the_ladies_who_saw_me.html.

Chicago Style: Bibliography

Keats, John. “To the Ladies Who Saw Me Crown’d.” Mapping Keats’s Progress: A Critical Chronology, Edition 3.8 , last modified 18th January 2021. https://johnkeats.uvic.ca/poem_to_the_ladies_who_saw_me.html.