John Keats — On First Looking into Chapmans Homer

Much have I travelled in the realms of gold         And many goodly states and kingdoms seen;         Round many western islands have I been Which bards in fealty to Apollo hold. Oft of one wide expanse had I been told         That deep-browed Homer ruled as his demesne;         Yet did I never breathe its pure serene Till I heard Chapman speak out loud and bold: Then felt I like some watcher of the skies         When a new planet swims into his ken; Or like stout Cortez when with eagle eyes         He stared at the Pacific—and all his men Looked at each other with a wild surmise—         Silent, upon a peak in Darien.