Are there not thousands in the world who love their fellows even to the death, who feel the giant agony of the… — John Keats Copy Share Image
I never knew before, what such a love as you have made me feel, was; I did not believe in it; my… — John Keats Copy Share Image
To feel forever its soft fall and swell, Awake for ever in a sweet unrest, Still, still to hear her tender-taken breath,… — John Keats Copy Share Image
Though the most beautiful creature were waiting for me at the end of a journey or a walk; though the carpet were… — John Keats Copy Share Image
How I like claret!...It fills one's mouth with a gushing freshness, then goes down to cool and feverless; then, you do not… — 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
Ghosts of melodious prophesyings rave Round every spot where trod Apollo's foot; Bronze clarions awake, and faintly bruit, Where long ago a… — John Keats Copy Share Image
I came to feel how far above All fancy, pride, and fickle maidenhood, All earthly pleasure, all imagined good, Was the warm… — John Keats Copy Share Image
When I have fears that I may cease to be Before my pen has glean'd my teeming brain, Before high-piled books, in… — 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
The feel of not to feel it, When there is none to heal it Nor numbed sense to steel it. — John Keats Copy Share Image
We read fine things but never feel them to the full until we have gone the same steps as the author. — John Keats Copy Share Image
I never can feel certain of any truth, but from a clear perception of its beauty. — John Keats Copy Share Image
I have nothing to speak of but my self-and what can I say but what I feel — 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 Image
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 Image
“I was never afraid of failure; for I would sooner fail than not be among the greatest.” — John Keats Copy Share Image
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 Image
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 Image
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 Image
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 Image
Many have original minds who do not think it - they are led away by custom! — John Keats Copy Share Image
