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A hope beyond the shadow of a dream.

John Keats

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!
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Freedom Happiness Heaven Lie Mindset Religion Shine Space
I would sooner fail than not be among the greatest.
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Failure Greatness Myself
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
As the Swiss inscription says: “Speech is silvern, Silence is golden;” or, as I might rather express it, Speech is of Time, Silence is of Eternity.
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Expression Forever Gold Myself Silence Talk Time
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
Some say the world is a vale of tears, I say it is a place of soul-making.
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Myself Place Soul Tears World
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!
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Heart Love Myself Nature Relationship Togetherness 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
I have so much of you in my heart.
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Heart Love Relationship Yourself
Thou, silent form, dost tease us out of thought As doth eternity.
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Forever Silence Thinking
The creature has a purpose, and his eyes are bright with it.
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Bright Creature Eyes Purpose
What is there in thee, Moon! That thou should’st move My heart so potently?
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Heart Love Moon Move Myself Yourself
O aching time! O moments big as years!
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Big Hurt Moments Time
And how they kist each other’s tremulous eyes.
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Each Other Eyes Kiss Love Relationship
My imagination is a monastery and I am its monk.
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Imagination Monk Myself Temple
Where soil is, men grow, Whether to weeds or flowers.
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Flower Growth Land Man

A hope beyond the shadow of a dream.

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