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But the rose leaves herself upon the brier, For winds to kiss and grateful bees to feed.

John Keats

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
Let us open our leaves like a flower, and be passive and receptive.
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Flower Leaving Ourselves Passion
Pleasure is oft a visitant; but pain Clings cruelly to us.
JOHN KEATS

Cruelty Happiness Pain Pleasure Visit
Life is but a day; A fragile dewdrop on its perilous way From a tree’s summit.
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Fragile Life Tree Way
Its better to lose your ego to the One you Love than to lose the One you Love to your Ego
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Ego Lose Love Yourself
I would sooner fail than not be among the greatest.
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Failure Greatness Myself
Don’t be discouraged by a failure. It can be a positive experience.
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Encouragement Experience Failure Positive
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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Heart Love Myself Nature Relationship Togetherness Yourself
Hear ye not the hum Of mighty workings?
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Greatness Work
The creature has a purpose, and his eyes are bright with it.
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Bright Creature Eyes Purpose
You are always new, the last of your kisses was ever the sweetest.
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Kiss Romance Yourself
My love is selfish. I cannot breathe without you.
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Breathe Love Selfish Yourself
I 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 KEATS

Happiness Live Love Myself Relationship Summer Yourself
If something is not beautiful, it is probably not true.
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Beautiful Reality True
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?
JOHN KEATS

Choice Death Drink Happiness Poet Soul Wine
You are always new to me.
JOHN KEATS

Love Relationship Yourself

But the rose leaves herself upon the brier, For winds to kiss and grateful bees to feed.

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