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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

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

Man Poet Power Talk
Where the nightingale doth sing Not a senseless, tranced thing, But divine melodious truth.
JOHN KEATS

Bird Divine Sing Truth
With a great poet the sense of Beauty overcomes every other consideration, or rather obliterates all consideration.
JOHN KEATS

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

Freedom Kill Liberty Love Memories Talk Touch
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
To stay youthful, stay useful.
JOHN KEATS

Inspirational One Liner Stay Youth
Of love, that fairest joys give most unrest.
JOHN KEATS

Fair Joy Love Rest
The air is all softness.
JOHN KEATS

One Liner Soft
My love is selfish. I cannot breathe without you.
JOHN KEATS

Breathe Love Selfish Yourself
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
But the rose leaves herself upon the brier, For winds to kiss and grateful bees to feed.
JOHN KEATS

Gratitude Kiss Rose Run Wind
Thou, silent form, dost tease us out of thought As doth eternity.
JOHN KEATS

Forever Silence Thinking
I must choose between despair and Energy – I choose the latter.
JOHN KEATS

Choice Despair Energy Myself
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!
JOHN KEATS

Freedom Happiness Heaven Lie Mindset Religion Shine Space
The open sky sits upon our senses like a sapphire crown – the Air is our robe of state – the Earth is our throne, and the Sea a mighty minstrel playing before it.
JOHN KEATS

Earth Nature Ourselves Play Sea Sky
My imagination is a monastery and I am its monk.
JOHN KEATS

Imagination Monk Myself Temple

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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