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Touch has a memory. O say, love say, What can I do to kill it and be free In my old liberty?

John Keats

Now a soft kiss – Aye, by that kiss, I vow an endless bliss.
JOHN KEATS

Bliss End Kiss Soft Vow
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
My mind has been the most discontented and restless one that ever was put into a body too small for it.
JOHN KEATS

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

Gratitude Kiss Rose Run Wind
And how they kist each other’s tremulous eyes.
JOHN KEATS

Each Other Eyes Kiss Love Relationship
I have had a thousand kisses, for which with my whole soul I thank love—but if you should deny me the thousand and first—‘t would put me to the proof how great a misery I could live through.
JOHN KEATS

Kiss Live Love Misery Myself Soul Thankful
Life is but a day; A fragile dewdrop on its perilous way From a tree’s summit.
JOHN KEATS

Fragile Life Tree Way
I have so much of you in my heart.
JOHN KEATS

Heart Love Relationship Yourself
I have loved the principle of beauty in all things.
JOHN KEATS

Beautiful Love Principle
Every fresh experience points out some form of error which we shall afterwards carefully avoid.
JOHN KEATS

Avoid Care Experience Mistake
Heard melodies are sweet, but those unheard are sweeter.
JOHN KEATS

Deep Melody Sweet
The air is all softness.
JOHN KEATS

One Liner Soft
Love is my religion – I could die for it.
JOHN KEATS

Death Love Myself Religion
How does the poet speak to men with power, but by being still more a man than they.
JOHN KEATS

Man Poet Power Talk
Some say the world is a vale of tears, I say it is a place of soul-making.
JOHN KEATS

Myself Place Soul Tears World

Touch has a memory. O say, love say, What can I do to kill it and be free In my old liberty?

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