The feel of not to feel it, When there is none to heal it Nor numbed sense to steel it.
JOHN KEATSI 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.
More John Keats Quotes
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Where the nightingale doth sing Not a senseless, tranced thing, But divine melodious truth.
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A thing of beauty is a joy forever: its loveliness increases; it will never pass into nothingness.
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Heard melodies are sweet, but those unheard are sweeter.
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Let us open our leaves like a flower, and be passive and receptive.
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I have so much of you in my heart.
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A man should have the fine point of his soul taken off to become fit for this world.
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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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Even bees, the little almsmen of spring bowers, know there is richest juice in poison-flowers.
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What is there in thee, Moon! That thou should’st move My heart so potently?
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You are always new. The last of your kisses was even the sweetest; the last smile the brightest; the last movement the gracefullest.
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Thou, silent form, dost tease us out of thought As doth eternity.
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I have an habitual feeling of my real life having past, and that I am leading a posthumous existence.
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Everything that reminds me of her goes through me like a spear.
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Pleasure is oft a visitant; but pain Clings cruelly to us.
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Hear ye not the hum Of mighty workings?
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