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.
JOHN KEATSThere is nothing stable in the world; uproar’s your only music.
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There is a budding tomorrow in midnight.
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You are always new to me.
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Philosophy will clip an angel’s wings, Conquer all mysteries by rule and line, Empty the haunted air, and gnomed mine – Unweave a rainbow.
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Touch has a memory. O say, love say, What can I do to kill it and be free In my old liberty?
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Life is but a day; A fragile dewdrop on its perilous way From a tree’s summit.
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Nothing ever becomes real till it is experienced.
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I want a brighter word than bright.
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There is nothing stable in the world; uproar’s your only music.
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Of love, that fairest joys give most unrest.
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But the rose leaves herself upon the brier, For winds to kiss and grateful bees to feed.
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The feel of not to feel it, When there is none to heal it Nor numbed sense to steel it.
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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.
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A thing of beauty is a joy forever.
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How does the poet speak to men with power, but by being still more a man than they.
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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.
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