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.
JOHN KEATSBright 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.
More John Keats Quotes
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A man should have the fine point of his soul taken off to become fit for this world.
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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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Fanatics have their dreams, wherewith they weave a paradise for a sect.
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Scenery is fine – but human nature is finer.
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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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I must choose between despair and Energy – I choose the latter.
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Souls of poets dead and gone, What Elysium have ye known, Happy field or mossy cavern, Choicer than the Mermaid Tavern? Have ye tippled drink more fine Than mine host’s Canary wine?
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I want a brighter word than bright.
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Love is my religion – I could die for it.
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I have an habitual feeling of my real life having past, and that I am leading a posthumous existence.
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Its better to lose your ego to the One you Love than to lose the One you Love to your Ego
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I wish I was either in your arms full of faith, or that a Thunder bolt would strike me.
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Everything that reminds me of her goes through me like a spear.
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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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Now a soft kiss – Aye, by that kiss, I vow an endless bliss.
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Like a mermaid in sea-weed, she dreams awake, trembling in her soft and chilly nest.
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Where the nightingale doth sing Not a senseless, tranced thing, But divine melodious truth.
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Heard melodies are sweet, but those unheard are sweeter.
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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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The open sky sits upon our senses like a sapphire crown – the Air is our robe of state – the Earth is our throne, and the Sea a mighty minstrel playing before it.
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Where soil is, men grow, Whether to weeds or flowers.
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My love is selfish. I cannot breathe without you.
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To silence gossip, don’t repeat it.
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Give me books, French wine, fruit, fine weather and a little music played out of doors by somebody I do not know.
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What shocks the virtuous philosopher, delights the chameleon poet.
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I am convinced more and more day by day that fine writing is next to fine doing, the top thing in the world.
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