A thing of beauty is a joy forever: its loveliness increases; it will never pass into nothingness.
JOHN KEATS- If poetry does not come as naturally as leaves to a tree, then it better not come at all.
JOHN KEATS
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If poetry does not come as naturally as leaves to a tree, then it better not come at all.
More John Keats Quotes
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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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How does the poet speak to men with power, but by being still more a man than they.
JOHN KEATSHow does the poet speak to men with power, but by being still more a man than they.
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I almost wish we were butterflies and liv’d but three summer days – three such days with you I could fill with more delight than fifty common years could ever contain.
JOHN KEATSI almost wish we were butterflies and liv’d but three summer days – three such days with you I could fill with more delight than fifty common years could ever contain.
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Failure is, in a sense, the highway to success.
JOHN KEATSFailure is, in a sense, the highway to success.
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Bright star, would I were steadfast as thou art– Not in lone splendour hung aloft the night And watching, with eternal lids apart, Like nature’s patient, sleepless Eremite.
JOHN KEATSBright star, would I were steadfast as thou art– Not in lone splendour hung aloft the night And watching, with eternal lids apart, Like nature’s patient, sleepless Eremite.
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Parting they seemed to tread upon the air, Twin roses by the zephyr blown apart Only to meet again more close.
JOHN KEATSParting they seemed to tread upon the air, Twin roses by the zephyr blown apart Only to meet again more close.
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And when thou art weary I’ll find thee a bed, Of mosses and flowers to pillow thy head.
JOHN KEATSAnd when thou art weary I’ll find thee a bed, Of mosses and flowers to pillow thy head.
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The air is all softness.
JOHN KEATSThe air is all softness.
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I think we may class the lawyer in the natural history of monsters.
JOHN KEATSI think we may class the lawyer in the natural history of monsters.
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I have loved the principle of beauty in all things.
JOHN KEATSI have loved the principle of beauty in all things.
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All writing is a form of prayer.
JOHN KEATSAll writing is a form of prayer.
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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.
JOHN KEATSHere 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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There is a budding tomorrow in midnight.
JOHN KEATSThere is a budding tomorrow in midnight.
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And how they kist each other’s tremulous eyes.
JOHN KEATSAnd how they kist each other’s tremulous eyes.
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My love is selfish. I cannot breathe without you.
JOHN KEATSMy love is selfish. I cannot breathe without you.
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As the Swiss inscription says: “Speech is silvern, Silence is golden;” or, as I might rather express it, Speech is of Time, Silence is of Eternity.
JOHN KEATSAs the Swiss inscription says: “Speech is silvern, Silence is golden;” or, as I might rather express it, Speech is of Time, Silence is of Eternity.
JOHN KEATS


