John Keats (1795–1821) English Romantic poet
" On First Looking into Chapman's Homer http://www.bartleby.com/126/24.html" <br class="br">Poems (1817) <br class="br">Context: Much have I travell’d in the realms of gold,<br>And many goodly states and kingdoms seen;<br>Round many western islands have I been<br>Which bards in fealty to Apollo hold.<br>Oft of one wide expanse had I been told<br>That deep-brow'd Homer ruled as his demesne,<br>Yet did I never breathe its pure serene<br>Till I heard Chapman speak out loud and bold:<br>Then felt I like some watcher of the skies<br>When a new planet swims into his ken;<br>Or like stout Cortez when with eagle eyes<br>He stared at the Pacific, and all his men<br>Look'd at each other with a wild surmise,<br>Silent, upon a peak in Darien.