“How sad is it when a luxurious imagination is obliged in self defense to deaden its delicacy in vulgarity, and riot in… — John Keats Copy Share Image
Give me women, wine and snuff Until I cry out 'hold, enough!' You may do so san objection Till the day of… — John Keats Copy Share Image
O for ten years, that I may overwhelm / Myself in poesy; so I may do the deed / That my own… — John Keats Copy Share Image
For Poesy alone can tell her dreams, With the fine spell of words alone can save Imagination from the sable charm And… — 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
The imagination may be compared to Adam's dream-he awoke and found it truth. — 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 hath not seen thee oft amid thy store? Sometimes whoever seeks abroad may find Thee sitting careless on a granary floor,… — John Keats Copy Share Image
It appears to me that almost any man may like the spider spin from his own inwards his own airy citadel. — John Keats Copy Share Image
When I behold, upon the night's starr'd face, Huge cloudy symbols of a high romance, And think that I may never live… — John Keats Copy Share Image
Ask yourself my love whether you are not very cruel to have so entrammelled me, so destroyed my freedom. Will you confess… — 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
Fast fading violets cover'd up in leaves; And mid-May's eldest child, The coming musk-rose, full of dewy wine, The murmurous haunt of… — John Keats Copy Share Image
O let me lead her gently o'er the brook, Watch her half-smiling lips and downward look; O let me for one moment… — John Keats Copy Share Image
When I have fears that I may ceace to be, Before my pen has gleaned my teaming brain". — John Keats Copy Share Image
I myself am pursuing the same instinctive course as the veriest human animal you can think of I am, however young, writing… — John Keats Copy Share Image
O, sorrow! Why dost borrow Heart's lightness from the merriment of May? — 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
