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it struck me what quality went to form a Man of Achievement, especially in Literature, and which Shakespeare possessed so enormously - I mean Negative Capability, that is, when a man is capable of being in uncertainties, mysteries, doubts, without any irritable reaching after fact and reason.

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John Keats
Age: 25 †
Born: 1795
Born: October 31
Died: 1821
Died: February 23
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