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Nothing ever becomes real till it is experienced.

John Keats

Where the nightingale doth sing Not a senseless, tranced thing, But divine melodious truth.
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Bird Divine Sing Truth
Everything that reminds me of her goes through me like a spear.
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Dreams Herself Hurt Love Memories Myself
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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Choice Death Drink Happiness Poet Soul Wine
Here 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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Delicate Fingers Ring Tiny White Wings
Beauty is truth, truth beauty,-that is all Ye know on earth, and all ye need to know.
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Beautiful Earth Need Truth Yourself
I have an habitual feeling of my real life having past, and that I am leading a posthumous existence.
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Existence Feeling Habit Leadership Myself Reality
Death is Life’s high meed.
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Death Life One Liner
I have loved the principle of beauty in all things.
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Beautiful Love Principle
To stay youthful, stay useful.
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Inspirational One Liner Stay Youth
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.
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Earth Nature Ourselves Play Sea Sky
I will clamber through the clouds and exist.
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Cloud Existence Fantasy Forever Myself
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
There is a budding tomorrow in midnight.
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Future Night
If I should die, I have left no immortal work behind me — nothing to make my friends proud of my memory — but I have loved the principle of beauty in all things, and if I had had time I would have made myself remembered.
JOHN KEATS

Beautiful Death Friendship Immortal Memories Myself Principle Proud Remember Time Work
A thing of beauty is a joy forever: its loveliness increases; it will never pass into nothingness.
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Beautiful Forever Joy Love Wisdom
Bright star, would I were steadfast as thou art– Not in lone splendour hung aloft the night And watching, with eternal lids apart, Like nature’s patient, sleepless Eremite.
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Art Bright Forever Nature Night Patience Sleep Stars

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