Everything that reminds me of her goes through me like a spear. John Keats More Quotes by John Keats More Quotes From John Keats Beauty is truth, truth beauty John Keats misunderstood beauty I should write for the mere yearning and fondness I have for the beautiful, even if my night's labors should be burnt every morning and no eye shine upon them. John Keats writing morning beautiful Real are the dreams of Gods, and smoothly pass Their pleasures in a long immortal dream. John Keats real dream long The poppies hung Dew-dabbled on their stalks. John Keats poppies stalking dew The genius of poetry must work out its own salvation in a man; it cannot be matured by law and precept, but by sensation and watchfulness in itself. That which is creative must create itself - In Endymion, I leaped headlong into the sea, and thereby have become better acquainted with the soundings, the quicksands, and the rocks, than if I had stayed upon the green shore, and piped a silly pipe, and took tea and comfortable sdvice. John Keats sea silly men Fade far away, dissolve, and quite forget. John Keats fades far-away forget I will give you a definition of a proud man: he is a man who has neither vanity nor wisdom one filled with hatreds cannot be vain, neither can he be wise. John Keats pride wisdom wise I have nothing to speak of but my self-and what can I say but what I feel. John Keats speak self feels Whatever the imagination seizes as Beauty must be truth -whether it existed before or not John Keats imagination beauty art 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! John Keats kissing song sweet I will clamber through the clouds and exist. John Keats clouds Knowledge enormous makes a God of me. John Keats agony wine names It ought to come like the leaves to the trees, or it better not come at all. John Keats ought tree A thing of beauty is a joy forever. John Keats nature beauty happiness Do you not see how necessary a world of pains and troubles is to school an intelligence and make it a soul? John Keats wisdom depression life Give me women, wine and snuff John Keats wine may giving The poetry of the earth is never dead. John Keats nature inspirational life Dance and Provencal song and sunburnt mirth! On for a beaker full of the warm South, Full of the true, the blushful Hippocrene! With beaded bubbles winking at the brim, And purple-stained mouth. John Keats purple mouths song Open afresh your rounds of starry folds, Ye ardent Marigolds. John Keats marigolds ardent flower 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. John Keats beauty love life
