Every mental pursuit takes its reality and worth from the ardour of the pursuer.
JOHN KEATSEvery mental pursuit takes its reality and worth from the ardour of the pursuer.
JOHN KEATSAnd how they kist each other’s tremulous eyes.
JOHN KEATSI 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 KEATSThe excellence of every art is its intensity, capable of making all disagreeables evaporate, from their being in close relationship with beauty and truth.
JOHN KEATSYou are always new. The last of your kisses was even the sweetest; the last smile the brightest; the last movement the gracefullest.
JOHN KEATSEven bees, the little almsmen of spring bowers, know there is richest juice in poison-flowers.
JOHN KEATSI love you the more in that I believe you had liked me for my own sake and for nothing else.
JOHN KEATSI 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!
JOHN KEATSWhat is more gentle than a wind is summer?
JOHN KEATSThat which is creative must create itself.
JOHN KEATSLife is but a day; A fragile dewdrop on its perilous way From a tree’s summit.
JOHN KEATSThe 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.
JOHN KEATSPleasure is oft a visitant; but pain Clings cruelly to us.
JOHN KEATSDeath is Life’s high meed.
JOHN KEATSYou have absorb’d me. I have a sensation at the present moment as though I was dissolving.
JOHN KEATSSouls 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?
JOHN KEATS