Pleasure is oft a visitant; but pain Clings cruelly to us.
JOHN KEATSA 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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Shed no tear – O, shed no tear! The flower will bloom another year. Weep no more – O, weep no more! Young buds sleep in the root’s white core.
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I would sooner fail than not be among the greatest.
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I want a brighter word than bright.
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Everything that reminds me of her goes through me like a spear.
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You are always new to me.
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Of love, that fairest joys give most unrest.
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I have an habitual feeling of my real life having past, and that I am leading a posthumous existence.
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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.
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Let us open our leaves like a flower, and be passive and receptive.
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Heard melodies are sweet, but those unheard are sweeter.
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She press’d his hand in slumber; so once more He could not help but kiss her and adore.
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The feel of not to feel it, When there is none to heal it Nor numbed sense to steel it.
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The creature has a purpose, and his eyes are bright with it.
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A thing of beauty is a joy forever: its loveliness increases; it will never pass into nothingness.
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The day is gone, and all its sweets are gone!
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