The Romantic Odes

Match the title to the extract: what do these suggest about the nature of the ode as a genre?

TITLES:

Ode to Immortality (Wordsworth)
Ode to Dejection (Coleridge)
Ode to Indolence (Keats)
Ode to Melancholy (Keats)

EXTRACTS:

My pulse grew less and less
Pain has no sting, and pleasure's wrath no flower

Shade to shade will come too drowsily,
And drown the wakeful anguish of the soul.

Nothing can bring back the hour of splendour in the grass or glory in a flower

Tis midnight, but small thought have I of sleep;
Visit her, gaunt sleep, with wings of healing,
And may the storm be but a mountain birth.



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