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Where the nightingale doth sing Not a senseless, tranced thing, But divine melodious truth.

John Keats

Hear ye not the hum Of mighty workings?
JOHN KEATS

Greatness Work
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
Do you not see how necessary a world of pains and troubles is to school an intelligence and make it a soul?
JOHN KEATS

Intelligence Necessary Pain Philosophy See Soul Trouble World
Nothing ever becomes real till it is experienced.
JOHN KEATS

Experience Reality
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
To silence gossip, don’t repeat it.
JOHN KEATS

One Liner Repeat Silence
We read fine things but never feel them to the full until we have gone the same steps as the author.
JOHN KEATS

Feeling Full Poet Reading Writing
The day is gone, and all its sweets are gone!
JOHN KEATS

Day End Sweet
You have absorb’d me. I have a sensation at the present moment as though I was dissolving.
JOHN KEATS

Love Moments Myself Present Yourself
The feel of not to feel it, When there is none to heal it Nor numbed sense to steel it.
JOHN KEATS

Feeling Healing
I think we may class the lawyer in the natural history of monsters.
JOHN KEATS

History Law Monster Natural Thinking
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
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
The only means of strengthening one’s intellect is to make up one’s mind about nothing, to let the mind be a thoroughfare for all thoughts.
JOHN KEATS

Intellectual Mindset Strength Thinking
Is there another Life? Shall I awake and find all this a dream? There must be we cannot be created for this sort of suffering.
JOHN KEATS

Creation Dreams Life Suffering Wake Up
Where soil is, men grow, Whether to weeds or flowers.
JOHN KEATS

Flower Growth Land Man

Where the nightingale doth sing Not a senseless, tranced thing, But divine melodious truth.

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