Keats's poem is a sonnet. On first looking into Chapman's Homer Much have I travell'd in the realms of gold, And many goodly sta
tes 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 [5] That deep-brow'd 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, [10] Or like stout Cortez when with eagle eyes He star'd at the Pacific-and all his men Look'd at each other with a wild surmise- a Silent, upon a peak in Darien. -John Keats A.) True B.) False
