FTP, name this poem about an Athenian pot, by John Keats.
In response to T.S. Eliot's complaint that its final couplet is a "serious blemish on a beautiful poem," Cleanth Brooks compares it to Lear's "Ripeness is all" and claims it works in dramatic context.  Its first stanza ends with six questions, including "What mad pursuit?  What struggles to escape?" and later wonders "What little town or river by seashore" is emptied by its central scene.  That scene includes a "happy melodist" whose "soft pipes" are told to play on, and it is depicted by a "Sylvan historian" whose "Cold Pastoral" finally tells the speaker that all he can, or need, know is that "Beauty is truth, truth beauty."  FTP, name this poem about an Athenian pot, by John Keats.
In response to T.S. Eliot's complaint that its final couplet is a "serious blemish on a beautiful poem," Cleanth Brooks compares it to Lear's "Ripeness is all" and claims it works in dramatic context.  
“{Ode on a Grecian Urn}” (1) [DL]