When Keats looks at the painted figures and trees on the Grecian urn ( in Ode on a Grecian Urn ) , he is not just happy that these apparitions will never fade , because they are art , and thus permanent ; he is happy that they have never had to live , that they are not Ah , happy , happy boughs !
In its Ode on a Grecian Urn , Keats looks at the painted objects with happiness because his lover painted them .