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And when thou art weary I’ll find thee a bed, Of mosses and flowers to pillow thy head.

John Keats

Life is but a day; A fragile dewdrop on its perilous way From a tree’s summit.
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Fragile Life Tree Way
I will imagine you Venus tonight and pray, pray, pray to your star like a Heathen.
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Imagination Myself Prayer Stars
I want a brighter word than bright.
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Bright Myself Word
I wish you could invent some means to make me at all happy without you. Every hour I am more and more concentrated in you; everything else tastes like chaff in my mouth.
JOHN KEATS

Focus Happiness Invention Myself Taste Yourself
Through the dancing poppies stole A breeze, most softly lulling to my soul.
JOHN KEATS

Dance Flower Myself Soul Steal
The open sky sits upon our senses like a sapphire crown – the Air is our robe of state – the Earth is our throne, and the Sea a mighty minstrel playing before it.
JOHN KEATS

Earth Nature Ourselves Play Sea Sky
I wish to believe in immortality-I wish to live with you forever.
JOHN KEATS

Believe Forever Immortality Live Yourself
The feel of not to feel it, When there is none to heal it Nor numbed sense to steel it.
JOHN KEATS

Feeling Healing
I almost wish we were butterflies and liv’d but three summer days – three such days with you I could fill with more delight than fifty common years could ever contain.
JOHN KEATS

Happiness Live Love Myself Relationship Summer Yourself
Nothing ever becomes real till it is experienced.
JOHN KEATS

Experience Reality
Failure is in a sense the highway to success, as each discovery of what is false leads us to seek earnestly after what is true.
JOHN KEATS

Discover Failure Leadership Seek Success True
If poetry does not come as naturally as leaves to a tree, then it better not come at all.
JOHN KEATS

Leaving Natural Poetry Tree
Let us open our leaves like a flower, and be passive and receptive.
JOHN KEATS

Flower Leaving Ourselves Passion
With a great poet the sense of Beauty overcomes every other consideration, or rather obliterates all consideration.
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Beautiful Consider Greatness Poet
That queen of secrecy, the violet.
JOHN KEATS

One Liner Queen Secret
One of the most mysterious of semi-speculations is, one would suppose, that of one Mind’s imagining into another
JOHN KEATS

Imagination Mindset Mystery Oneself

And when thou art weary I’ll find thee a bed, Of mosses and flowers to pillow thy head.

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