Quotes by John Keats
john keats
Though the most beautiful creature were waiting for me at the end of a journey or a walk; though the carpet were of silk, the curtains of the morning clouds; ...
Though the most beautiful creature were waiting for me at the end of a journey or a walk; though the carpet were of silk, the curtains of the morning clouds; ...
When I have fears that I may cease to be, Before my pen has gleaned my teeming brain.
Much have I traveled in the realms of gold, and many goodly states and kingdoms seen.
Wide sea, that one continuous murmur breeds along the pebbled shore of memory!
Though a quarrel in the streets is a thing to be hated, the energies displayed in it are fine; the commonest man shows a grace in his quarrel.
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