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If poetry does not come as naturally as leaves to a tree, then it better not come at all.

John Keats

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
You are always new to me.
JOHN KEATS

Love Relationship Yourself
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
I love you the more in that I believe you had liked me for my own sake and for nothing else.
JOHN KEATS

Believe I Love You Myself
Failure is, in a sense, the highway to success.
JOHN KEATS

Failure Inspirational Motivational Perspective Success
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
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.
JOHN KEATS

Creation Dreams Life Suffering Wake Up
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
Thou, silent form, dost tease us out of thought As doth eternity.
JOHN KEATS

Forever Silence Thinking
Let us open our leaves like a flower, and be passive and receptive.
JOHN KEATS

Flower Leaving Ourselves Passion
There is nothing stable in the world; uproar’s your only music.
JOHN KEATS

Music Stability World Yourself
And when thou art weary I’ll find thee a bed, Of mosses and flowers to pillow thy head.
JOHN KEATS

Art Bed Flower Head Myself
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?
JOHN KEATS

Bright Listening Moon Night Stars Talk Time
Life is but a day; A fragile dewdrop on its perilous way From a tree’s summit.
JOHN KEATS

Fragile Life Tree Way
Now a soft kiss – Aye, by that kiss, I vow an endless bliss.
JOHN KEATS

Bliss End Kiss Soft Vow
What shocks the virtuous philosopher, delights the chameleon poet.
JOHN KEATS

Philosophy Poet Virtue

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