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All writing is a form of prayer.

John Keats

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John Keats
Age: 25 †
Born: 1795
Born: October 31
Died: 1821
Died: February 23
Judge-Rapporteur
Physician
Poet
Prayer
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Writing

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Nothing ever becomes real till it is experienced.
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O aching time! O moments big as years!
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Ay, on the shores of darkness there is a light, and precipices show untrodden green there is a budding morrow in midnight there is triple sight in blindness keen.
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So, when dark thoughts my boding spirit shroud, Sweet Hope! celestial influence round me shed Waving thy silver pinions o'er my head.
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O fret not after knowledge - I have none, and yet my song comes native with the warmth. O fret not after knowledge - I have none, and yet the Evening listens.
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Dry your eyes O dry your eyes, For I was taught in Paradise To ease my breast of melodies.
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I love your hills and I love your dales, And I love your flocks a-bleating but oh, on the heather to lie together, With both our hearts a-beating!
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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.
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Here are sweet peas, on tiptoe for a flight With wings of gentle flush o'er delicate white, And taper fingers catching at all things, To bind them all about with tiny rings.
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There is a budding tomorrow in midnight.
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Severn - I - lift me up - I am dying - I shall die easy don't be frightened - be firm, and thank God it has come.
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I have met with women whom I really think would like to be married to a Poem and to be given away by a Novel.
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was it a vision or a waking dream? Fled is that music--do I wake or sleep?
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There was an awful rainbow once in heaven: We know her woof, her texture she is given In the dull catalogue of common things. Philosophy will clip an angel's wings.
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Where are the songs of Spring? Aye, where are they? Think not of them thou has thy music too.
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Call the world if you please the vale of soul-making. Then you will find out the use of the world.
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When old age shall this generation waste, Thou shalt remain, in midst of other woe Than ours, a friend to man, to whom thou say'st, Beauty is truth, truth beauty, - that is all Ye know on earth, and all ye need to know.
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Everything that reminds me of her goes through me like a spear.
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But the rose leaves herself upon the brier, For winds to kiss and grateful bees to feed.
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Scenery is fine - but human nature is finer.
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