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That which is creative must create itself.

John Keats

Do you not see how necessary a world of pains and troubles is to school an intelligence and make it a soul?
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Intelligence Necessary Pain Philosophy See Soul Trouble World
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
And how they kist each other’s tremulous eyes.
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Each Other Eyes Kiss Love Relationship
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
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.
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Art Bright Forever Nature Night Patience Sleep Stars
Death is Life’s high meed.
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Death Life One Liner
I have an habitual feeling of my real life having past, and that I am leading a posthumous existence.
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Existence Feeling Habit Leadership Myself Reality
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
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
The only means of strengthening one’s intellect is to make up one’s mind about nothing, to let the mind be a thoroughfare for all thoughts.
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Intellectual Mindset Strength Thinking
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
Scenery is fine – but human nature is finer.
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Better Human Nature View
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
My imagination is a monastery and I am its monk.
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Imagination Monk Myself Temple
To silence gossip, don’t repeat it.
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One Liner Repeat Silence
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

That which is creative must create itself.

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