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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.

John Keats

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
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
The excellence of every art is its intensity, capable of making all disagreeables evaporate, from their being in close relationship with beauty and truth.
JOHN KEATS

Art Beautiful Excellence Intense Relationship Truth
I don’t need the stars in the night I found my treasure All I need is you by my side so shine forever.
JOHN KEATS

Myself Need Night Shine Stars Yourself
Beauty is truth, truth beauty.
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Beautiful One Liner Truth
Now a soft kiss – Aye, by that kiss, I vow an endless bliss.
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Bliss End Kiss Soft Vow
To silence gossip, don’t repeat it.
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One Liner Repeat Silence
She press’d his hand in slumber; so once more He could not help but kiss her and adore.
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Hands Herself Himself Kiss
Land and sea, weakness and decline are great separators, but death is the great divorcer for ever.
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Death Divorce Greatness Land Sea Separate Weakness
Life is but a day; A fragile dewdrop on its perilous way From a tree’s summit.
JOHN KEATS

Fragile Life Tree Way
Every fresh experience points out some form of error which we shall afterwards carefully avoid.
JOHN KEATS

Avoid Care Experience Mistake
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
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
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
Through the dancing poppies stole A breeze, most softly lulling to my soul.
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Dance Flower Myself Soul Steal
If poetry does not come as naturally as leaves to a tree, then it better not come at all.
JOHN KEATS

Leaving Natural Poetry Tree

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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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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