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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

Where soil is, men grow, Whether to weeds or flowers.
JOHN KEATS

Flower Growth Land Man
A thing of beauty is a joy forever: its loveliness increases; it will never pass into nothingness.
JOHN KEATS

Beautiful Forever Joy Love Wisdom
Land and sea, weakness and decline are great separators, but death is the great divorcer for ever.
JOHN KEATS

Death Divorce Greatness Land Sea Separate Weakness
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
If poetry does not come as naturally as leaves to a tree, then it better not come at all.
JOHN KEATS

Leaving Natural Poetry Tree
The 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 KEATS

Intellectual Mindset Strength Thinking
There is a budding tomorrow in midnight.
JOHN KEATS

Future Night
Beauty is truth, truth beauty,-that is all Ye know on earth, and all ye need to know.
JOHN KEATS

Beautiful Earth Need Truth Yourself
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 man should have the fine point of his soul taken off to become fit for this world.
JOHN KEATS

Man Soul World
Every mental pursuit takes its reality and worth from the ardour of the pursuer.
JOHN KEATS

Mental Pursue Pursuit Reality Worth
Of love, that fairest joys give most unrest.
JOHN KEATS

Fair Joy Love Rest
A thing of beauty is a joy forever.
JOHN KEATS

Beautiful Forever Joy One Liner
Many have original minds who do not think it – they are led away by custom!
JOHN KEATS

Mindset Original Thinking
The creature has a purpose, and his eyes are bright with it.
JOHN KEATS

Bright Creature Eyes Purpose
That queen of secrecy, the violet.
JOHN KEATS

One Liner Queen Secret

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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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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