Blessed is the healthy nature; it is the coherent, sweetly co-operative, not incoherent, self-distracting, self-destructive one! — John Keats Copy Share Image
O, for a draught of vintage! that hath been Cooled a long age in the deep-delvid earth... — John Keats Copy Share Image
Beauty is truth - truth, truth - beauty - that is all you know on earth, and all you need to know. — John Keats Copy Share Image
The roaring of the wind is my wife and the stars through the window pane are my children. — John Keats Copy Share Image
Beauty is truth, truth beauty, that is all you know on earth and all you need to know. — John Keats Copy Share Image
Beauty is truth, truth beauty,-that is all Ye know on earth, and all ye need to know. — John Keats Copy Share Image
Bards of Passion and of Mirth, Ye have left your souls on earth! Have ye souls in heaven too, Double-lived in regions… — John Keats Copy Share Image
The poetry of earth is never dead When all the birds are faint with the hot sun, And hide I cooling trees,… — John Keats Copy Share Image
I shall soon be laid in the quiet grave--thank God for the quiet grave--O! I can feel the cold earth upon me--the… — John Keats Copy Share Image
Bright star, would I were steadfast as thou art-- Not in lone splendour hung aloft the night And watching, with eternal lids… — John Keats Copy Share Image
There is an electric fire in human nature tending to purify - so that among these human creatures there is continually some… — John Keats Copy Share Image
No stir of air was there, Not so much life as on a summer's day Robs not one light seed from the… — John Keats Copy Share Image
He, who is gone, was one of the very kindest friends I possessed, and yet he was not kinder perhaps to me,… — John Keats Copy Share Image
How astonishingly does the chance of leaving the world improve a sense of its natural beauties upon us. Like poor Falstaff, although… — John Keats Copy Share Image
Bright star, would I were stedfast as thou art--- Not in lone splendour hung aloft the night And watching, with eternal lids… — John Keats Copy Share Image
O Solitude! if I must with thee dwell, Let it not be among the jumbled heap Of murky buildings: climb with me… — John Keats Copy Share Image
Who, of men, can tell That flowers would bloom, or that green fruit would swell To melting pulp, that fish would have… — John Keats Copy Share Image
“Bright star, would I were stedfast as thou art-- Not in lone splendour hung aloft the night And watching, with eternal lids… — John Keats Copy Share Image
“O Solitude! if I must with thee dwell, Let it not be among the jumbled heap Of murky buildings; climb with me… — John Keats Copy Share Image
A thing of beauty is a joy for ever;It's loveliness increase;it will never pass into nothingness;but still will keep a bower quiet for us,and… — John Keats Copy Share
There was an awful rainbow once in heaven: We know her woof, her texture; she is given In the dull catalogue of common things.… — John Keats Copy Share
“I was never afraid of failure; for I would sooner fail than not be among the greatest.” — John Keats Copy Share
Thou wast not born for death, immortal bird! No hungry generations tread thee down; The voice I hear this passing night was heard In… — John Keats Copy Share
Deep in the shady sadness of a vale Far sunken from the healthy breath of morn, Far from the fiery noon and eve's one… — John Keats Copy Share
I have been astonished that men could die martyrs for their religion - I have shudder'd at it. I shudder no more. I could… — John Keats Copy Share
Dance and Provencal song and sunburnt mirth! On for a beaker full of the warm South, Full of the true, the blushful Hippocrene! With… — John Keats Copy Share
When old age shall this generation waste, Thou shalt remain, in midst of other woe Than ours, a friend to man, to whom thou… — John Keats Copy Share
