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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.

John Keats

I have an habitual feeling of my real life having past, and that I am leading a posthumous existence.
JOHN KEATS

Existence Feeling Habit Leadership Myself Reality
Through the dancing poppies stole A breeze, most softly lulling to my soul.
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Dance Flower Myself Soul Steal
I would sooner fail than not be among the greatest.
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Failure Greatness Myself
I have so much of you in my heart.
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Heart Love Relationship Yourself
Don’t be discouraged by a failure. It can be a positive experience.
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Encouragement Experience Failure Positive
All writing is a form of prayer.
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One Liner Prayer Writing
I am certain of nothing but the holiness of the heart’s affections, and the truth of imagination.
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Affection Heart Holy Imagination Myself Truth
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
O aching time! O moments big as years!
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Big Hurt Moments Time
The feel of not to feel it, When there is none to heal it Nor numbed sense to steel it.
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Feeling Healing
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
To silence gossip, don’t repeat it.
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One Liner Repeat Silence
You are always new to me.
JOHN KEATS

Love Relationship Yourself
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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Ego Lose Love Yourself
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.
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Delicate Fingers Ring Tiny White Wings
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
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?
JOHN KEATS

Choice Death Drink Happiness Poet Soul Wine
A thing of beauty is a joy for ever: Its loveliness increases; it will never Pass into nothingness; but still will keep A bower quiet for us, and a sleep Full of sweet dreams, and health, and quiet breathing.
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Beautiful Breathe Dreams Health Joy Love Quiet Sleep
The day is gone, and all its sweets are gone!
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Day End Sweet
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 have loved the principle of beauty in all things.
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Beautiful Love Principle
Bright 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.
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Art Bright Forever Nature Night Patience Sleep Stars
Pleasure is oft a visitant; but pain Clings cruelly to us.
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Cruelty Happiness Pain Pleasure Visit
The creature has a purpose, and his eyes are bright with it.
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Bright Creature Eyes Purpose
Where the nightingale doth sing Not a senseless, tranced thing, But divine melodious truth.
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Bird Divine Sing Truth
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
My love is selfish. I cannot breathe without you.
JOHN KEATS

Breathe Love Selfish 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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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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