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And how they kist each other’s tremulous eyes.

John Keats

A man should have the fine point of his soul taken off to become fit for this world.
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Man Soul World
But the rose leaves herself upon the brier, For winds to kiss and grateful bees to feed.
JOHN KEATS

Gratitude Kiss Rose Run Wind
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.
JOHN KEATS

Art Bright Forever Nature Night Patience Sleep Stars
A thing of beauty is a joy for ever: Its loveliness increases; it will never Pass into nothingness; but still will keep A bower quiet for us, and a sleep Full of sweet dreams, and health, and quiet breathing.
JOHN KEATS

Beautiful Breathe Dreams Health Joy Love Quiet Sleep
What shocks the virtuous philosopher, delights the chameleon poet.
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Philosophy Poet Virtue
I would sooner fail than not be among the greatest.
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Failure Greatness Myself
You cannot conceive how I ache to be with you: how I would die for one hour.
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Break Company Death Hurt Love Myself Pain Togetherness Yourself
I wish I was either in your arms full of faith, or that a Thunder bolt would strike me.
JOHN KEATS

Death Faith Love Myself Togetherness Touch Yourself
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
Like a mermaid in sea-weed, she dreams awake, trembling in her soft and chilly nest.
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Dreams Fantasy Herself Sea Soft Tremble
She press’d his hand in slumber; so once more He could not help but kiss her and adore.
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Hands Herself Himself Kiss
The poetry of earth is never dead When all the birds are faint with the hot sun, And hide I cooling trees, a voice will run From hedge to hedge about the new-mown mead.
JOHN KEATS

Death Earth Hot Myself Poetry Run Sun Voice
Every mental pursuit takes its reality and worth from the ardour of the pursuer.
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Mental Pursue Pursuit Reality Worth
The excellence of every Art is its intensity.
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Art Excellence Inspirational Intense Motivational Myself One Liner
Death is Life’s high meed.
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Death Life One Liner
As the Swiss inscription says: “Speech is silvern, Silence is golden;” or, as I might rather express it, Speech is of Time, Silence is of Eternity.
JOHN KEATS

Expression Forever Gold Myself Silence Talk Time

And how they kist each other’s tremulous eyes.

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