Melancholy: The "Happiness of Being Sad"

“A poet is a nightingale who sits in darkness and sings to cheer its own solitude with sweet sounds.” ― Percy Bysshe Shelley

The line, "She dwells with Beauty—Beauty that must die; " is an my favorite line from the Poem, 'ode on Melancholy' by John Keats. I think the line is true, authentic, and mysterious because the unique feeling of melancholy is oddly enjoyable, however it disappears. It makes me question what we feel after we feel melancholy. Do we feel sad or happy?

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Below are some images of the sketchnotes I took in class.