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Heard melodies are sweet, but those unheard are sweeter.

John Keats

But the rose leaves herself upon the brier, For winds to kiss and grateful bees to feed.
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Gratitude Kiss Rose Run Wind
One of the most mysterious of semi-speculations is, one would suppose, that of one Mind’s imagining into another
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Imagination Mindset Mystery Oneself
If something is not beautiful, it is probably not true.
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Beautiful Reality True
Life is but a day; A fragile dewdrop on its perilous way From a tree’s summit.
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Fragile Life Tree Way
I will clamber through the clouds and exist.
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Cloud Existence Fantasy Forever Myself
I have so much of you in my heart.
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Heart Love Relationship Yourself
Heard melodies are sweet, but those unheard are sweeter.
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Deep Melody Sweet
Of love, that fairest joys give most unrest.
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Fair Joy Love Rest
Nothing ever becomes real till it is experienced.
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Experience Reality
How does the poet speak to men with power, but by being still more a man than they.
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Man Poet Power Talk
Here are sweet peas, on tiptoe for a flight; With wings of gentle flush o’er delicate white, And taper fingers catching at all things, To bind them all about with tiny rings.
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Delicate Fingers Ring Tiny White Wings
I don’t need the stars in the night I found my treasure All I need is you by my side so shine forever.
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Myself Need Night Shine Stars 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.
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Beautiful Breathe Dreams Health Joy Love Quiet Sleep
Everything that reminds me of her goes through me like a spear.
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Dreams Herself Hurt Love Memories Myself
You are always new to me.
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Love Relationship Yourself
I wish I was either in your arms full of faith, or that a Thunder bolt would strike me.
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Death Faith Love Myself Togetherness Touch Yourself
Pleasure is oft a visitant; but pain Clings cruelly to us.
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Cruelty Happiness Pain Pleasure Visit
We have woven a web, you and I, attached to this world but a separate world of our own invention.
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Attachment Invention Ourselves Separate World
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
Where soil is, men grow, Whether to weeds or flowers.
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Flower Growth Land Man
Many have original minds who do not think it – they are led away by custom!
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Mindset Original Thinking
The day is gone, and all its sweets are gone!
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Day End Sweet
Nothing ever becomes real till experienced – even a proverb is no proverb until your life has illustrated it.
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Experience Illustration Life Reality Yourself
With a great poet the sense of Beauty overcomes every other consideration, or rather obliterates all consideration.
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Beautiful Consider Greatness Poet
What shocks the virtuous philosopher, delights the chameleon poet.
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Philosophy Poet Virtue
And when thou art weary I’ll find thee a bed, Of mosses and flowers to pillow thy head.
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Art Bed Flower Head Myself
A thing of beauty is a joy forever.
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Beautiful Forever Joy One Liner

Heard melodies are sweet, but those unheard are sweeter.

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