A thing of beauty is a joy forever.
John KeatsThe only means of strengthening one's intellect is to make up one's mind
about nothing -- to let the mind be a thoroughfare for all thoughts.
Tag: intelligence thinking
The poetry of the earth is never dead.
John KeatsTag: poetry nature environment
I want a brighter word than bright
John KeatsIt keeps eternal whisperings around desolate shores
John KeatsA 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.
Tag: inspirational
I am certain of nothing but the holiness of the Heart's affections and the truth of the Imagination.
John KeatsTag: imagination truth love
Life is but a day;
A fragile dew-drop on its perilous way
From a tree’s summit.
Tag: life poetry transience
I have good reason to be content,
for thank God I can read and
perhaps understand Shakespeare to his depths.
Tag: reading shakespeare
O Solitude! if I must with thee dwell,
Let it not be among the jumbled heap
Of murky buildings; climb with me the steep,—
Nature’s observatory—whence the dell,
Its flowery slopes, its river’s crystal swell,
May seem a span; let me thy vigils keep
’Mongst boughs pavillion’d, where the deer’s swift leap
Startles the wild bee from the fox-glove bell.
But though I’ll gladly trace these scenes with thee,
Yet the sweet converse of an innocent mind,
Whose words are images of thoughts refin’d,
Is my soul’s pleasure; and it sure must be
Almost the highest bliss of human-kind,
When to thy haunts two kindred spirits flee.
To Solitude
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