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Nothing is finer for the purposes of great productions than a very gradual ripening of the intellectual powers.

John Keats

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John Keats
Age: 25 †
Born: 1795
Born: October 31
Died: 1821
Died: February 23
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Productions
Powers
Intellectual
Purpose
Nothing
Ripening
Great
Finer
Gradual

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