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All writing is a form of prayer.

John Keats

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!
JOHN KEATS

Freedom Happiness Heaven Lie Mindset Religion Shine Space
Like a mermaid in sea-weed, she dreams awake, trembling in her soft and chilly nest.
JOHN KEATS

Dreams Fantasy Herself Sea Soft Tremble
I have so much of you in my heart.
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Heart Love Relationship Yourself
Beauty is truth, truth beauty.
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Beautiful One Liner Truth
Is there another Life? Shall I awake and find all this a dream? There must be we cannot be created for this sort of suffering.
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Creation Dreams Life Suffering Wake Up
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
Shed no tear – O, shed no tear! The flower will bloom another year. Weep no more – O, weep no more! Young buds sleep in the root’s white core.
JOHN KEATS

Cry Flower Sleep Tears Young
One of the most mysterious of semi-speculations is, one would suppose, that of one Mind’s imagining into another
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Imagination Mindset Mystery Oneself
Parting they seemed to tread upon the air, Twin roses by the zephyr blown apart Only to meet again more close.
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Leaving Rose Togetherness
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
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
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
The feel of not to feel it, When there is none to heal it Nor numbed sense to steel it.
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Feeling Healing
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
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

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