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I want a brighter word than bright.

John Keats

An extensive knowledge is needful to thinking people-it takes away the heat and fever; and helps, by widening speculation, to ease the burden of the mystery.
JOHN KEATS

Knowledge Mystery Need People Thinking
I will clamber through the clouds and exist.
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Cloud Existence Fantasy Forever Myself
You are always new to me.
JOHN KEATS

Love Relationship Yourself
If poetry does not come as naturally as leaves to a tree, then it better not come at all.
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Leaving Natural Poetry Tree
We read fine things but never feel them to the full until we have gone the same steps as the author.
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Feeling Full Poet Reading Writing
Tis the witching hour of night, Orbed is the moon and bright. And the stars they glisten, glisten, Seeming with bright eyes to listen- For what listen they?
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Bright Listening Moon Night Stars Talk Time
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
Even bees, the little almsmen of spring bowers, know there is richest juice in poison-flowers.
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Advice Deep Flower Juice Poison Rich
Through the dancing poppies stole A breeze, most softly lulling to my soul.
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Dance Flower Myself Soul Steal
Where soil is, men grow, Whether to weeds or flowers.
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Flower Growth Land Man
Every mental pursuit takes its reality and worth from the ardour of the pursuer.
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Mental Pursue Pursuit Reality Worth
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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Choice Death Drink Happiness Poet Soul Wine
The creature has a purpose, and his eyes are bright with it.
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Bright Creature Eyes Purpose
Parting they seemed to tread upon the air, Twin roses by the zephyr blown apart Only to meet again more close.
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Leaving Rose Togetherness
Beauty is truth, truth beauty.
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Beautiful One Liner Truth
Life is but a day; A fragile dewdrop on its perilous way From a tree’s summit.
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Fragile Life Tree Way

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