Assertion: poet | /r/CapableOf | attempt to flee the fret
Facets:
value: in ode to a nightingale
type: OTHER
value: to flee the fever
type: PURPOSE
Source sentences:
text: In Ode to a Nightingale, the poet attempts to flee the “weariness, the fever, and the fret,” of our tragic existence, “Where youth grows pale, and spectre—thin, and dies,” first through an ecstasy of intoxication and then “on the viewless wings of Poesy,” through imagination itself.