It is curious that his remarkable want of interest in the time in which he lived should be combined with as great a want of interest in women, as if the vivid life of any period in the history of a people were bound up with the vivid life of women in that period.

When women awake no full emotion in a poet, the life of the time, as in the case of Keats, awakes little emotion in him.

He will fly to the past for his subjects.

Moreover, it is perhaps worth saying that when the poets cease to write well about women, the phase of poetry they represent, however beautiful it be, is beginning to decay.

When poetry is born into a new life, women are as living in it as men.