Everything that reminds me of her goes through me like a spear.
JOHN KEATSHere are sweet peas, on tiptoe for a flight; With wings of gentle flush o’er delicate white, And taper fingers catching at all things, To bind them all about with tiny rings.
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Failure is, in a sense, the highway to success.
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I love your hills and I love your dales, And I love your flocks a-bleating; but oh, on the heather to lie together, With both our hearts a-beating!
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Touch has a memory. O say, love say, What can I do to kill it and be free In my old liberty?
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Tis the witching hour of night, Orbed is the moon and bright. And the stars they glisten, glisten, Seeming with bright eyes to listen- For what listen they?
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I will imagine you Venus tonight and pray, pray, pray to your star like a Heathen.
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If poetry does not come as naturally as leaves to a tree, then it better not come at all.
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Of love, that fairest joys give most unrest.
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Souls of poets dead and gone, What Elysium have ye known, Happy field or mossy cavern, Choicer than the Mermaid Tavern? Have ye tippled drink more fine Than mine host’s Canary wine?
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O aching time! O moments big as years!
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When I behold, upon the night’s starr’d face, Huge cloudy symbols of a high romance, And think that I may never live to trace Their shadows, with the magic hand of chance.
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And how they kist each other’s tremulous eyes.
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You cannot conceive how I ache to be with you: how I would die for one hour.
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You are always new to me.
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Death is Life’s high meed.
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Nothing ever becomes real till experienced – even a proverb is no proverb until your life has illustrated it.
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