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There is a budding tomorrow in midnight.

John Keats

Where soil is, men grow, Whether to weeds or flowers.
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Flower Growth Land Man
The air is all softness.
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One Liner Soft
Parting they seemed to tread upon the air, Twin roses by the zephyr blown apart Only to meet again more close.
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Leaving Rose Togetherness
Now a soft kiss – Aye, by that kiss, I vow an endless bliss.
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Bliss End Kiss Soft Vow
Don’t be discouraged by a failure. It can be a positive experience.
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Encouragement Experience Failure Positive
Touch has a memory. O say, love say, What can I do to kill it and be free In my old liberty?
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Freedom Kill Liberty Love Memories Talk Touch
When I behold, upon the night’s starr’d face, Huge cloudy symbols of a high romance, And think that I may never live to trace Their shadows, with the magic hand of chance.
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Chance Face Hands Live Magic Night Romance Thinking
Scenery is fine – but human nature is finer.
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Better Human Nature View
That queen of secrecy, the violet.
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One Liner Queen Secret
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
Through the dancing poppies stole A breeze, most softly lulling to my soul.
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Dance Flower Myself Soul Steal
To silence gossip, don’t repeat it.
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One Liner Repeat Silence
A hope beyond the shadow of a dream.
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Beyond Dreams Hope Shadow
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
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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Creation Dreams Life Suffering Wake Up
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

There is a budding tomorrow in midnight.

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