Keats

Question 1

Isabella - brothers

Answer 1

torched mines
noisy factories 
in blood from stinging whip
two brothers
hollow eyes

Question 2

Isabella - Lorenzo’s death

Answer 2

their murdered man
break-covert blood-hounds of such sin
dipped their swords in the water
each richer by his being a murderer

Question 3

Isabella - love and death

Answer 3

love never dies, but lives, immortal lord
and still she kissed and wept
a garden pot
sweet basil, which her tears kept ever wet

Question 4

Isabella - digging the grave

Answer 4

the murderous spot she seemed to grow
with her knife
began to dig more fervently
to see skull, confined bones, and funeral stole

Question 5

Isabella - vision boi

Answer 5

it was a vision
marred his glossy hair
taken the soft lute from his lorn voice
pale shadow 
wept

Question 6

Isabella - ghost boi

Answer 6

around me beeches and high chestnuts
go, she one tear upon my heather-bloom
alone. I chant the holy mass

Question 7

Isabella - Joy

Answer 7

Great happiness/ grew like a lusty flower
tread upon the air
close in a bower of hycinth and musk

Question 8

Isabella - opening

Answer 8

fair isabel, poor simple Isabel!
they could not
nightly weep

Question 9

Isabella - Isabel’s death

Answer 9

too lone and incomplete
will die
died forlorn/ imploring for her basil to the last
O cruelty/ to steal my basil pot away from me

Question 10

Isabella - lead up to her death

Answer 10

simple isabel/ is soon to be among the dead
winter chill
she sat drooping by the basil green
floursihed as by magic touch

Question 11

La Belle Dame Sans Merci - her power

Answer 11

she took me to her elfin grot 
she lulled me asleep
no birds sing 
cold hills side 
pale warriors, death pale

Question 12

La Belle Dame Sans Merci - his power

Answer 12

there I shut her wild, wild eyes
I set her on my pacing steed
I made a garland for her head

Question 13

Lamia - Soft love

Answer 13

love in a hut
soft voice/ hiss
my silver planet, both eve and morn!

Question 14

Lamia - Apollonius

Answer 14

philosophic crown
sharp eyes
wherefore did you blind/ yourself from his quick eyes
trusty guide and good instructor
tonight he seems the ghost of folly haunting my sweet dreams

Question 15

Lamia - fear

Answer 15

beseeching him
trembled; she nothing said, but, pale and meek
recliam her wild and timid nature to his aim
she loved the tyranny, and, all subdued, consented
do not bid/old Apollonius - from him keep me hid

Question 16

Lamia - isolation

Answer 16

had not a friend, so being left alone
Lycius had gone to summon all his kin
haunting music 
stream of lamps 
untasted feast, teaming with odours

Question 17

Lamia - suffering

Answer 17

soon his eyes had drunk her beauty up
while he, afriad/ lest she should vanish 
sick to lose
pale with pain
cruel lady
the life she had so tangled in her mesh

Question 18

Lamia - foreboding

Answer 18

let the mad poets say whatever they please… there is not such treat… as a real woman
blinded lycius… never thought to know
tempest in the distance brewed

Question 19

Lamia - secrecy and philosophy

Answer 19

show to common eyes these secret bowers
mazed, curious and keen
do not all charms fly at the mere touch of cold philosophy?
philosophy will clip an angels wings 
unweave a rainbow

Question 20

Lamia - death

Answer 20

his old teachers wrinkled countenance
a deadly silence step by step increased
lamia, no longer fair, sat their deadly white
the sophists eye, like a sharp spear, went through her utterly
arms were empty of delight, as were his limbs of life

Question 21

Lamia - wood nymph

Answer 21

she plucks the fruit unseen
wood nymph's beauty'
like a moon in wane
fearful sobs, self-folding like a flower
bloomed, and gave up her honey

Question 22

Lamia - snake

Answer 22

flashed phosphor
sharp sparks
writhed about, convulsed with scarlet pain
spoilt all her silver mail
eclipsed her crescents and licked up her stars
nothing but pain and ugliness were left

Question 23

Eve of Saint Agnes - Porphyro

Answer 23

played and ancient ditty

upon his knees he sank, pale as smooth-sculptured stone

Question 24

Eve of Saint Agnes - wealth

Answer 24

cloth of woven crimson, gold and jet
candied apple, quince and plum
lucent syrups, tinct with cinnamon

Question 25

Eve of Saint Agnes - the beadsman

Answer 25

sculptured dead
already had his deathbell rung
joys of all his life were said and sung

Question 26

Eve of Saint Agnes - Eve of Saint Agnes

Answer 26

music, learning like a god in pain
breathing quick and short 
hyena foemen
let her pray, and sleep, and dream
apart from wicked men like thee
I will not harm her, by all the saints I swear

Question 27

Eve of Saint Agnes - reality

Answer 27

was a painful change
how changed thou art! How pallid, chill and drear
give me that voice again, my Porphyro
a dove forlorn and lost with sick unpruned wing

Question 28

Eve of Saint Agnes - end

Answer 28

sleeping dragons
like phantoms
into the storm
angela died palsy twitched, with meagre face deform
the beadsman… slept among the ashes cold