A Party of Lovers

Yesterday, I just finished reading Shakespeare's As you like it. And I found it is interesting. Then I rememberd John Keats also had a poem described a party of lovers. His poem is kind of an outsider's point of view and feeling: he found their behaviour not very make sense. The first part of the poem is:

A Party of Lovers

Pensive they sit, and roll their languid eyes,
Nibble their toast and cool their tea with sighs:
Or else forget the purpose of the night,
Forget their tea, forget their night,
See, with cross'd arms they sit - Ah! happy crew,
The fire is going out and no one rings
For coals, and therefore no coals Betty brings..
.........

When people are in love, their world is one - both absorb in the other, Nothing and no one is existed in between them.

Then when John Keats fell in love with Fanny, he wrote:
" I am forgetful of everything but seeing you again - my Life seems to stop there - I see no further. You have absorb'd me. I have a sensation at the present moment as though I was disolving - ..."

In an other letter, he wrote:
"I never felt my Mind repose upon anything with complete and undistracted enjoyment - upon no person but you. When you are in the room my thoughts never fly out of the window: you always concentrate my whole sense....."

Now John Keats was in love. He experienced the power of loving. In As you like it, Shakespear also described what is to love from a insider's point of view, and the description is very beautifully writen

Phebe        Good shepherd, tell this youth what 'tis to love
Silvius       It is to be all made of sighs and tears,
                  And so am I for Phebe.
Phebe        And I for Ganymede
Orando      And I for Rosalind
Rosalind   And I for no women.
Silvius       It is to be all made of faith and service,
                  And so am I for Phebe.
       .............
Silvius       It is to be all made of fantasy,
                  All made of passion, and all made of wishes,
                  All adoration, duty, and observance,
                  All humbleness, all patience, and impatience,
                  All purity, all trial, all observance;
                  And so am I for Phebe.

John Keats is called a Shakespearean and he liked Shakespear so much and called him his presider that make me start to read Shakespeare. And I started to like Shakespeare's work.