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The speaker opens with a declaration of his own heartache. He feels numb, as though he had taken a drug only a moment ago. He is addressing a nightingale he hears singing somewhere in the forest and says that his drowsy numbness is not from envy of the nightingales happiness, but rather from sharing it too completely; he is too happy that the nightingale sings the music of summer from amid some unseen plot of green trees and shadows.
In the second stanza, the speaker longs for the oblivion of alcohol, expressing his wish for wine, a draught of vintage, that would taste like the country and like peasant dances, and let him leave the world unseen and disappear into the dim forest with the nightingale. In the third stanza, he explains his desire to fade away, saying he would like to forget the troubles the nightingale has never known: the weariness, the fever, and the fret of human life, with its consciousness that everything is mortal and nothing lasts. Youth grows pale, and spectre-thin, and dies, and beauty cannot keep her lustrous eyes.
In the fourth stanza, the speaker tells the nightingale to fly away, and he will follow, not through alcohol ( Not charioted by Bacchus and his pards ), but through poetry, which will give him viewless wings. He says he is already with the nightingale and describes the forest glade, where even the moonlight is hidden by the trees, except the light that breaks through when the breezes blow the branches. In the fifth stanza, the speaker says that he cannot see the flowers in the glade, but can guess them in embalmed darkness : white hawthorne, eglantine, violets, and the musk-rose, the murmurous haunt of flies on summer eves. In the sixth stanza, the speaker listens in the dark to the nightingale, saying that he has often been half in love with the idea of dying and called Death soft names in many rhymes. Surrounded by the nightingales song, the speaker thinks that the idea of death seems richer than ever, and he longs to cease upon the midnight with no pain while the nightingale pours its soul ecstatically forth. If he were to die, the nightingale would continue to sing, he says, but he would have ears in vain and be no longer able to hear.
In the seventh stanza, the speaker tells the nightingale that it is immortal, that it was not born for death. He says that the voice he hears singing has always been heard, by ancient emperors and clowns, by homesick Ruth; he even says the song has often charmed open magic windows looking out over the foam / Of perilous seas, in faery lands forlorn. In the eighth stanza, the word forlorn tolls like a bell to restore the speaker from his preoccupation with the nightingale and back into himself. As the nightingale flies farther away from him, he laments that his imagination has failed him and says that he can no longer recall whether the nightingales music was a vision, or a waking dream. Now that the music is gone, the speaker cannot recall whether he himself is awake or asleep.
Like most of the other odes, Ode to a Nightingale is written in ten-line stanzas. However, unlike most of the other poems, it is metrically variablethough not so much as Ode to Psyche. The first seven and last two lines of each stanza are written in iambic pentameter; the eighth line of each stanza is written in trimeter, with only three accented syllables instead of five. Nightingale also differs from the other odes in that its rhyme scheme is the same in every stanza (every other ode varies the order of rhyme in the final three or four lines except To Psyche, which has the loosest structure of all the odes). Each stanza in Nightingale is rhymed ABABCDECDE, Keatss most basic scheme throughout the odes.
With Ode to a Nightingale, Keatss speaker begins his fullest and deepest exploration of the themes of creative expression and the mortality of human life. In this ode, the transience of life and the tragedy of old age ( where palsy shakes a few, sad, last gray hairs, / Where youth grows pale, and spectre-thin, and dies ) is set against the eternal renewal of the nightingales fluid music ( Thou wast not born for death, immortal bird! ). The speaker reprises the drowsy numbness he experienced in Ode on Indolence, but where in Indolence that numbness was a sign of disconnection from experience, in Nightingale it is a sign of too full a connection: being too happy in thine happiness, as the speaker tells the nightingale. Hearing the song of the nightingale, the speaker longs to flee the human world and join the bird. His first thought is to reach the birds state through alcoholin the second stanza, he longs for a draught of vintage to transport him out of himself. But after his meditation in the third stanza on the transience of life, he rejects the idea of being charioted by Bacchus and his pards (Bacchus was the Roman god of wine and was supposed to have been carried by a chariot pulled by leopards) and chooses instead to embrace, for the first time since he refused to follow the figures in Indolence, the viewless wings of Poesy.
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