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Letter "J" » John Keats Quotes
«I think we may class the lawyer in the natural history of monsters.»
«There is an electric fire in human nature tending to purify - so that among these human creatures there is continually some birth of new heroism. The pity is that we must wonder at it, as we should at finding a pearl in rubbish.»
«No, no, go not to Lethe, neither twist / Wolf 's-bane, tight-rooted, for its poisonous wine.»
«I cannot see what flowers are at my feet, / Nor what soft incense hangs upon the boughs.»
Author: John Keats
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«Thou, light-winged Dryad of the trees, / In some melodious plot / of beechen green, and shadows numberless, / Singest of summer in full-throated ease.»
«Here are sweet-peas, on tip-toe 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.»
Author: John Keats
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«I do think better of womankind than to suppose they care whether Mister John Keats five feet high likes them or not.»
«The only means of strengthening one's intellect is to make up one's mind about nothing /to let the mind be a thoroughfare for all thoughts. Not a select party.»
«O for the gentleness of old Romance, the simple planning of a minstrel's song!»
«Deep in the shady sadness of a vale / Far sunken from the healthy breath of morn, / Far from the fiery noon, and eve's one star, / Sat gray-haired Saturn, quiet as a stone.»