Thou wast not born for death, immortal Bird! No hungry generations tread thee down; The voice I hear this passing night was heard In ancient days by emperor and clown:
Why it works
This is where the ode takes its central turn. Keats has spent several stanzas journeying toward the nightingale's realm; now he shifts to speak directly to the bird with "Thou wast not born for death" — a hallmark of the ode. The tension between the bird's immortality and the speaker's mortality has been the poem's main focus. The alternating indented lines reflect the structured form of the Horatian stanza, providing a controlled frame for this emotional outburst.