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“I have nothing to speak of but my self-and what can I say but what I feel.”

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John Keats, a British Romantic poet, was born on October 31, 1795, and died on February 23, 1821. Known for his profound depictions of nature, love, and death, Keats' poetry is characterized by its fresh style and sincere emotion, exerting a profound influence on poets of later generations. more

“Who hath not seen thee oft amid thy store? Sometimes whoever seeks abroad may find Thee sitting careless on a granary floor, Thy hair soft-lifted by the winnowing wind; Or on a half-reap'd furrow sound asleep, Drows'd with the fume of poppies, while thy hook Spares the next swath and all its twined flowers.”

May Sometimes Next Sound Half Wind Flower Hair Sitting Stores Thee Spares Hook Careless Reap Poppies

Author:John Keats

“Heard melodies are sweet, but those unheard Are sweeter: therefore, ye soft pipes, play on; Not to the sensual ear, but, more endear'd, Pipe to the spirit ditties of no tone. Fair youth, beneath the trees, thou canst not leave Thy song, nor ever can those trees be bare; Bold Lover, never, never canst thou kiss, Though winning near the goal yet, do not grieve; She cannot fade, though thou hast not thy bliss, For ever wilt thou love, and she be fair!”

Play Spirit Song Winning Goal Heard Tree Youth Sweet Lovers Kissing Fairs Ears Sensual Bliss Grieving Tone Melody Fades Pipe Unheard Old Love

Author:John Keats

“But the rose leaves herself upon the brier, For winds to kiss and grateful bees to feed.”

Wind Kissing Grateful Rose Bees

Book:The complete poetical works and letters of John Keats

Source: The complete poetical works and letters of John Keats

“Sometimes goldfinches one by one will drop From low hung branches; little space they stop; But sip, and twitter, and their feathers sleek; Then off at once, as in a wanton freak: Or perhaps, to show their black, and golden wings Pausing upon their yellow flutterings.”

Littles Sometimes Shows Black Space Lows Wings Golden Branches Yellow Freak Hung Feathers Wanton Fluttering Pausing Goldfinches

Book:Poetry Manuscripts at Harvard

Source: Poetry Manuscripts at Harvard

“I myself am pursuing the same instinctive course as the veriest human animal you can think of I am, however young, writing at random straining at particles of light in the midst of a great darkness without knowing the bearing of any one assertion, of any one opinion. Yet may I not in this be free from sin?”

Thinking Writing Humans May Light Young Courses Sin Animal Opinion Darkness Knowing Midst Particles Assertion Human Animal

Book:The Complete Works of John Keats

Source: The Complete Works of John Keats

“He, who is gone, was one of the very kindest friends I possessed, and yet he was not kinder perhaps to me, than to others. His intense mind and powerful feelings would, I truly believe, have done the world some service, had his life been spared but he was of too sensitive a nature and thus he was destroyed!”

World Mind Believe Done Feelings Powerful Gone Intense Destroyed Sensitive Possessed Kinder

Book:John Keats: Lamia (Unabridged Edition): A Narrative Poem from one of the most beloved English Romantic poets, best known for Ode to a Nightingale, Ode on a Grecian Urn, Ode to Indolence, Ode to Psyche, The Eve of St. Agnes, Hyperion…

Source: John Keats: Lamia (Unabridged Edition): A Narrative Poem from one of the most beloved English Romantic poets, best known for Ode to a Nightingale, Ode on a Grecian Urn, Ode to Indolence, Ode to Psyche, The Eve of St. Agnes, Hyperion…

“You might curb your magnanimity, and be more of an artist, and load every rift of your subject with ore.”

Might Artist Subjects Load Curb Magnanimity Rift

Author:John Keats

“My sweetest Lesbia, let us live and love, And though the sager sort our deeds reprove, Let us not weigh them. Heaven's great lamps do dive Into their west, and straight again revive, But soon as once set is our little light, Then must we sleep one ever-during night. See Catullus 200:5.”

Littles Light Night Heaven Sleep And Love West Deeds Lamps Sweetest Revive Live And Love

Author:Thomas Campion

“Fain would I wed a fair young man that night and day could please me, When my mind or body grieved that had the power to ease me. Maids are full of longing thoughtsthat breed a bloodless sickness, And that, oft I hear men say, is only cured by quickness.”

Men Mind Body Young Night Please Fairs Longing Ease Young Man Sickness Maids Please Me Quickness

Author:Thomas Campion

“Yet I would not die a maid, because I had a mother, As I was by one brought forth, I would bring forth another.”

Mother Dies Maids

Author:Thomas Campion

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