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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

That queen of secrecy, the violet.
JOHN KEATS

One Liner Queen Secret
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
I have an habitual feeling of my real life having past, and that I am leading a posthumous existence.
JOHN KEATS

Existence Feeling Habit Leadership Myself Reality
But the rose leaves herself upon the brier, For winds to kiss and grateful bees to feed.
JOHN KEATS

Gratitude Kiss Rose Run Wind
Thou, silent form, dost tease us out of thought As doth eternity.
JOHN KEATS

Forever Silence Thinking
Whatever the imagination seizes as Beauty must be truth -whether it existed before or not.
JOHN KEATS

Beautiful Existence Imagination Truth
Failure is in a sense the highway to success, as each discovery of what is false leads us to seek earnestly after what is true.
JOHN KEATS

Discover Failure Leadership Seek Success True
I love you the more in that I believe you had liked me for my own sake and for nothing else.
JOHN KEATS

Believe I Love You Myself
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 KEATS

Delicate Fingers Ring Tiny White Wings
Nothing ever becomes real till it is experienced.
JOHN KEATS

Experience Reality
To stay youthful, stay useful.
JOHN KEATS

Inspirational One Liner Stay Youth
A man should have the fine point of his soul taken off to become fit for this world.
JOHN KEATS

Man Soul World
What shocks the virtuous philosopher, delights the chameleon poet.
JOHN KEATS

Philosophy Poet Virtue
Beauty is truth, truth beauty.
JOHN KEATS

Beautiful One Liner Truth
Wherein lies happiness? In that which becks Our ready minds to fellowship divine, A fellowship with essence; till we shine, Full alchemiz’d, and free of space. Behold The clear religion of heaven!
JOHN KEATS

Freedom Happiness Heaven Lie Mindset Religion Shine Space
Through the dancing poppies stole A breeze, most softly lulling to my soul.
JOHN KEATS

Dance Flower Myself Soul Steal

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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