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I wish I was either in your arms full of faith, or that a Thunder bolt would strike me.

John Keats

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
And how they kist each other’s tremulous eyes.
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Each Other Eyes Kiss Love Relationship
Every fresh experience points out some form of error which we shall afterwards carefully avoid.
JOHN KEATS

Avoid Care Experience Mistake
I would sooner fail than not be among the greatest.
JOHN KEATS

Failure Greatness Myself
But the rose leaves herself upon the brier, For winds to kiss and grateful bees to feed.
JOHN KEATS

Gratitude Kiss Rose Run Wind
Where the nightingale doth sing Not a senseless, tranced thing, But divine melodious truth.
JOHN KEATS

Bird Divine Sing Truth
The feel of not to feel it, When there is none to heal it Nor numbed sense to steel it.
JOHN KEATS

Feeling Healing
Through the dancing poppies stole A breeze, most softly lulling to my soul.
JOHN KEATS

Dance Flower Myself Soul Steal
You are always new to me.
JOHN KEATS

Love Relationship Yourself
There is an old saying “well begun is half done”-’tis a bad one. I would use instead-Not begun at all ’til half done.
JOHN KEATS

Bad Beginning Myself Old
That which is creative must create itself.
JOHN KEATS

Creation Creativity Deep One Liner Wisdom
What is more gentle than a wind is summer?
JOHN KEATS

One Liner Summer Wind
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?
JOHN KEATS

Bright Listening Moon Night Stars Talk Time
Even bees, the little almsmen of spring bowers, know there is richest juice in poison-flowers.
JOHN KEATS

Advice Deep Flower Juice Poison Rich
Heard melodies are sweet, but those unheard are sweeter.
JOHN KEATS

Deep Melody Sweet
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

Choice Death Drink Happiness Poet Soul Wine
A thing of beauty is a joy forever.
JOHN KEATS

Beautiful Forever Joy One Liner
If something is not beautiful, it is probably not true.
JOHN KEATS

Beautiful Reality True
I love your hills and I love your dales, And I love your flocks a-bleating; but oh, on the heather to lie together, With both our hearts a-beating!
JOHN KEATS

Heart Love Myself Nature Relationship Togetherness Yourself
I think we may class the lawyer in the natural history of monsters.
JOHN KEATS

History Law Monster Natural Thinking
Hear ye not the hum Of mighty workings?
JOHN KEATS

Greatness Work
And when thou art weary I’ll find thee a bed, Of mosses and flowers to pillow thy head.
JOHN KEATS

Art Bed Flower Head Myself
Let us open our leaves like a flower, and be passive and receptive.
JOHN KEATS

Flower Leaving Ourselves Passion
Philosophy will clip an angel’s wings, Conquer all mysteries by rule and line, Empty the haunted air, and gnomed mine – Unweave a rainbow.
JOHN KEATS

Angel Line Myself Mystery Philosophy Rule Wings
Scenery is fine – but human nature is finer.
JOHN KEATS

Better Human Nature View
Parting they seemed to tread upon the air, Twin roses by the zephyr blown apart Only to meet again more close.
JOHN KEATS

Leaving Rose Togetherness
One of the most mysterious of semi-speculations is, one would suppose, that of one Mind’s imagining into another
JOHN KEATS

Imagination Mindset Mystery Oneself

I wish I was either in your arms full of faith, or that a Thunder bolt would strike me.

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