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Pleasure is oft a visitant; but pain Clings cruelly to us.

John Keats

The poetry of earth is never dead When all the birds are faint with the hot sun, And hide I cooling trees, a voice will run From hedge to hedge about the new-mown mead.
JOHN KEATS

Death Earth Hot Myself Poetry Run Sun Voice
As the Swiss inscription says: “Speech is silvern, Silence is golden;” or, as I might rather express it, Speech is of Time, Silence is of Eternity.
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Expression Forever Gold Myself Silence Talk Time
How does the poet speak to men with power, but by being still more a man than they.
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Man Poet Power Talk
We read fine things but never feel them to the full until we have gone the same steps as the author.
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Feeling Full Poet Reading Writing
The only means of strengthening one’s intellect is to make up one’s mind about nothing, to let the mind be a thoroughfare for all thoughts.
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Intellectual Mindset Strength Thinking
Nothing ever becomes real till it is experienced.
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Experience Reality
The day is gone, and all its sweets are gone!
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Day End Sweet
Failure is, in a sense, the highway to success.
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Failure Inspirational Motivational Perspective Success
I wish I was either in your arms full of faith, or that a Thunder bolt would strike me.
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Death Faith Love Myself Togetherness Touch Yourself
Its better to lose your ego to the One you Love than to lose the One you Love to your Ego
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Ego Lose Love Yourself
And when thou art weary I’ll find thee a bed, Of mosses and flowers to pillow thy head.
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Art Bed Flower Head Myself
She press’d his hand in slumber; so once more He could not help but kiss her and adore.
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Hands Herself Himself Kiss
A thing of beauty is a joy forever.
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Beautiful Forever Joy One Liner
Philosophy will clip an angel’s wings, Conquer all mysteries by rule and line, Empty the haunted air, and gnomed mine – Unweave a rainbow.
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Angel Line Myself Mystery Philosophy Rule Wings
Heard melodies are sweet, but those unheard are sweeter.
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Deep Melody Sweet
Hear ye not the hum Of mighty workings?
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Greatness Work

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