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A thing of beauty is a joy forever.

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Wherein lies happiness? In that which becks Our ready minds to fellowship divine, A fellowship with essence; till we shine, Full alchemiz’d, and free of space. Behold The clear religion of heaven!
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Freedom Happiness Heaven Lie Mindset Religion Shine Space
Nothing ever becomes real till experienced – even a proverb is no proverb until your life has illustrated it.
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The air is all softness.
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Of love, that fairest joys give most unrest.
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Fair Joy Love Rest
A thing of beauty is a joy forever.
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Beautiful Forever Joy One Liner
Everything that reminds me of her goes through me like a spear.
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Dreams Herself Hurt Love Memories Myself
Beauty is truth, truth beauty.
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Beautiful One Liner Truth
And how they kist each other’s tremulous eyes.
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Each Other Eyes Kiss Love Relationship
Where soil is, men grow, Whether to weeds or flowers.
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Flower Growth Land Man
Love is my religion – I could die for it.
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Death Love Myself Religion
You have absorb’d me. I have a sensation at the present moment as though I was dissolving.
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Love Moments Myself Present Yourself
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.
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Focus Happiness Invention Myself Taste Yourself
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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A hope beyond the shadow of a dream.
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Beyond Dreams Hope Shadow
But the rose leaves herself upon the brier, For winds to kiss and grateful bees to feed.
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Gratitude Kiss Rose Run Wind
The day is gone, and all its sweets are gone!
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Day End Sweet

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