Frye surpasses himself in this comment on Keats:
“The song of the nightingale, the ‘cold Pastoral’ of the Grecian urn, the magic casements in the castle of the soul that open to the warm love rising from the perilous seas seem to us, at first, images of a poetry of refuge, a dream of a lost Paradise. That is a possible but shallow response: the disciplined response understands that these poems are visions on and of the battlefield itself, not the subjective fantasies of retreat. Only a community which has disciplined itself to respond can even hear the voice of Keats’ whispering democracy, the voice of a society which includes both nature and humanity, a being solidly rooted in a ground of being, and uniting death to life.”
“When we search for the inner resources that the same mind can draw on in trying to deal with a demonic interpenetrating world, poetry takes on a new importance.”
—Northrop Frye, A Study of English Romanticism