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...I leaped headlong into the Sea, and thereby have become more 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 advice.

John Keats

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John Keats
Age: 25 †
Born: 1795
Born: October 31
Died: 1821
Died: February 23
Judge-Rapporteur
Physician
Poet
Upon
Shore
Leaped
Become
Silly
Headlong
Sea
Quicksand
Green
Acquainted
Rocks
Thereby
Advice
Pipe
Quicksands
Took
Stayed
Piped
Comfortable
Tea
Endymion

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