The document summarizes how John Keats used the five senses in his famous Odes from 1819. It analyzes how each ode incorporates vision, hearing, smell, taste, and touch through descriptive details and imagery. For example, in "Ode to a Nightingale" Keats references taste through a "draught of vintage" and smell through "soft incense" on the boughs. The document examines examples from each ode to demonstrate Keats' skillful use of sensory language.

1. Present by:- Zala Krutikaba. D
Roll no :- 17
Semester :- 2
2013 - 2014
Paper :- The Romantic Literature
Topic:- Use of five senses in
Keats’s Odes
Submitted to :- Smt. S.B. Gardi
Department of English
M.K. Bhavnagar University

2. What is Sense ?
Sense is a faculty by which the body
perceives an external stimulus.
It is a feeling that something is that case.
These Senses we are to consider as the gifts of
nature.
The Senses are Physiological capacities of
organisms that provide data for perception.

3. Vision
Hearing
SmellTaste
Touch 5
SENSES

6. Five Senses in Keats’s Odes
John Keats was an English Romantic poet who
composed six Odes in 1819.
His Odes are among his most famous and well
regarded poems.
Ode on a Grecian Urn
Ode on Indolence
Ode on Melancholy
Ode to a Nightingale
Ode to Psyche
Ode to Autumn

7. Ode on Grecian Urn
Heard melodies are sweet, but those unheard
Are sweeter; therefore, ye soft pipes, play on;
A burning forehead, and a parching tongue.
Ah, happy, happy boughs! that cannot shed
Your leaves, nor ever bid the Spring adieu;
Hearing
Touch
Vision
Taste
Smell

8. Ode to a Nightingale
O, for a draught of vintage! that hath been
Cool'd a long age in the deep-delved earth,
I cannot see what flowers are at my feet,
Nor what soft incense hangs upon the boughs,
Fast fading violets cover'd up in leaves;
The murmurous haunt of flies on summer eves.
Taste
Touch
Smell
Vision
Hearing

9. Ode to Autumn
With a sweet kernel; to set budding more.
Thee sitting careless on a granary floor,
Thy hair soft-lifted by the winnowing wind;
Drowsed with the fume of poppies,
while thy hook.
And gathering swallows twitter in the skies.
Taste
Touch
Smell
Vision
Hearing

10. Ode to Psyche
Thy voice, thy lute, thy pipe, thy incense sweet ,from
swinged censer teeming;
Mid hush'd, cool-rooted flowers, fragrant-eyed,
Who breeding flowers, will never breed the same:
And there shall be for thee all soft delight.
To let the warm Love in!
Fledge the wild-ridged mountains steep by steep;
Taste
Touch
Smell
Vision
Hearing