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There is a budding tomorrow in midnight.

John Keats

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
Failure is in a sense the highway to success, as each discovery of what is false leads us to seek earnestly after what is true.
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Discover Failure Leadership Seek Success True
You are always new, the last of your kisses was ever the sweetest.
JOHN KEATS

Kiss Romance Yourself
I will imagine you Venus tonight and pray, pray, pray to your star like a Heathen.
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Imagination Myself Prayer Stars
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.
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Happiness Live Love Myself Relationship Summer Yourself
I have had a thousand kisses, for which with my whole soul I thank love—but if you should deny me the thousand and first—‘t would put me to the proof how great a misery I could live through.
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Kiss Live Love Misery Myself Soul Thankful
Philosophy will clip an angel’s wings, Conquer all mysteries by rule and line, Empty the haunted air, and gnomed mine – Unweave a rainbow.
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Angel Line Myself Mystery Philosophy Rule Wings
Every mental pursuit takes its reality and worth from the ardour of the pursuer.
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Mental Pursue Pursuit Reality Worth
To stay youthful, stay useful.
JOHN KEATS

Inspirational One Liner Stay Youth
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
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
My love is selfish. I cannot breathe without you.
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Breathe Love Selfish Yourself
Tis the witching hour of night, Orbed is the moon and bright. And the stars they glisten, glisten, Seeming with bright eyes to listen- For what listen they?
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Bright Listening Moon Night Stars Talk Time
Now a soft kiss – Aye, by that kiss, I vow an endless bliss.
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Bliss End Kiss Soft Vow
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
She press’d his hand in slumber; so once more He could not help but kiss her and adore.
JOHN KEATS

Hands Herself Himself Kiss

There is a budding tomorrow in midnight.

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