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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
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Physician
Poet
Prayer
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Writing

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Four seasons fill the measure of the year there are four seasons in the minds of men.
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Nothing is finer for the purposes of great productions than a very gradual ripening of the intellectual powers.
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O let me lead her gently o'er the brook, Watch her half-smiling lips and downward look O let me for one moment touch her wrist Let me one moment to her breathing list And as she leaves me, may she often turn Her fair eyes looking through her locks auburne.
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Praise or blame has but a momentary effect on the man whose love of beauty in the abstract makes him a severe critic on his own works.
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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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The imagination of a boy is healthy, and the mature imagination of a man is healthy but there is a space of life between, in which the soul is in a ferment, the character undecided, the way of life uncertain, the ambition thick-sighted: thence proceeds mawkishness.
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You have absorb'd me. I have a sensation at the present moment as though I was dissolving.
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I am sailing with thee through the dizzy sky! How beautiful thou art!
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I came to feel how far above All fancy, pride, and fickle maidenhood, All earthly pleasure, all imagined good, Was the warm tremble of a devout kiss.
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Faded the flower and all its budded charms,Faded the sight of beauty from my eyes,Faded the shape of beauty from my arms,Faded the voice, warmth, whiteness, paradise!Vanishd unseasonably
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Now a soft kiss - Aye, by that kiss, I vow an endless bliss.
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Some say the world is a vale of tears, I say it is a place of soul-making.
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Fade far away, dissolve, and quite forget.
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