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She press’d his hand in slumber; so once more He could not help but kiss her and adore.

John Keats

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 KEATS

Happiness Live Love Myself Relationship Summer Yourself
Beauty is truth, truth beauty,-that is all Ye know on earth, and all ye need to know.
JOHN KEATS

Beautiful Earth Need Truth Yourself
Hear ye not the hum Of mighty workings?
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Greatness Work
A hope beyond the shadow of a dream.
JOHN KEATS

Beyond Dreams Hope Shadow
The excellence of every Art is its intensity.
JOHN KEATS

Art Excellence Inspirational Intense Motivational Myself One Liner
With a great poet the sense of Beauty overcomes every other consideration, or rather obliterates all consideration.
JOHN KEATS

Beautiful Consider Greatness Poet
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
Scenery is fine – but human nature is finer.
JOHN KEATS

Better Human Nature View
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 KEATS

Expression Forever Gold Myself Silence Talk Time
Of love, that fairest joys give most unrest.
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Fair Joy Love Rest
I want a brighter word than bright.
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Bright Myself Word
Every fresh experience points out some form of error which we shall afterwards carefully avoid.
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Avoid Care Experience Mistake
An extensive knowledge is needful to thinking people-it takes away the heat and fever; and helps, by widening speculation, to ease the burden of the mystery.
JOHN KEATS

Knowledge Mystery Need People Thinking
You are always new, the last of your kisses was ever the sweetest.
JOHN KEATS

Kiss Romance Yourself
Now a soft kiss – Aye, by that kiss, I vow an endless bliss.
JOHN KEATS

Bliss End Kiss Soft Vow
To silence gossip, don’t repeat it.
JOHN KEATS

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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