On First Looking into Chapman's Homer, Keats

Much have I travell’d in the realms of gold,   
And many goodly states 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           
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;          
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— 
Silent, upon a peak in Darien.

Here is a fine reading of this poem. ..