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neeleshmaharaj3: A poem needs understanding through the senses. The point of diving in a lake is not immediately to swim to the shore; it's to be in the lake, to luxuriate in the sensation of water~ John Keats

neeleshmaharaj3: You do not work the lake out. It is an experience beyond thought. Poetry soothes and emboldens the soul to accept mystery~John Keats

AntiquesAtl: Harvard Classics English Poetry Book, Volume II, Green Leather Bound Book, Gold Embossed Design, John Keats, Lord Byron,

alaa_khalaff: “I have so much of you in my heart.” -John Keats

AjAdeline: The problems of the world cannot possibly be solved by skeptics or cynics whose horizons are limited by the obvious realities. We need men who can dream of things that never were. John Keats

LordByron_1824: Remember at August 04, 2019 at 04:15PM "A thing of beauty is a joy forever", John Keats

radetsky_inta: “Heard melodies are sweet, but those unheard are sweeter.” John Keats

ZenYogaVibes: With a great poet the sense of Beauty overcomes every other consideration, or rather obliterates all consideration. -John Keats

kazimustakim15: My imagination is a monastery, and I am its monk. ― John Keats

alexa_keats: Listening to Duel Of The Fates (From "Star Wars: Episode I - The Phantom Menace") by The City Of Prague Philharmonic Orchestra, on the album: John Williams 40 Years Of Film Music

alexa_keats: Listening to Gumbold's Safe (Remastered) by Louis Armstrong & John Barry, on the album: On Her Majesty's Secret Service (Original Motion Picture Soundtrack / Expanded Edition)

jinyounglandss: My imagination is a monastery and I am its monk. John Keats

judsontaylor: The English poet John Keats originally trained in medicine, where he would have encountered bodysnatchers. Kelly Grovier reveals disquieting clues in odes written 200 years ago.

Mariam_Musavi: Fanny Brawne: [refraining from judging John's poetry] I'm not clever with poetry. John Keats: [having sold only one book of poems and to Fanny herself] Well, neither, it seems, am I. Still, I've some hope for myself. Bright star, would I were stedfast as thou art— BY JOHN KEATS

GeorgetownNews_: The poetry of the earth is never dead. ― John Keats

landofidols: John Keats, mortally ill in Rome 1820, said he "summonsed up more puns, in a sort of desperation, in one week than in any year of my life."

siriusbldck: John Keats - Ode to a Nightingale

james1212: He goes off script like Keith Talent on John Keats.

TaoOfRandom: “Poetry should surprise by a fine excess and not by singularity—it should strike the reader as a wording of his own highest thoughts, and appear almost a remembrance.” — John Keats

AlbySunnys: Don't be discouraged by a failure. It can be a positive experience. - John Keats

PLUSMIXTAPES: “Heard melodies are sweet, but those unheard are sweeter: therefore, ye soft pipes, play on.”―John Keats

LordByron_1824: Remember at August 05, 2019 at 04:15PM "A thing of beauty is a joy forever", John Keats

curiousarah: when john keats said “i carry all matters to an extreme, so that when i have any little vexation it grows in five minutes into a theme for sophocles” he knew about today

pastnow_: John Keats walks to Inverness by following the shore of Loch Ness. — August 5 1818.

CONSCIOUSBEATS: “Heard melodies are sweet, but those unheard are sweeter: therefore, ye soft pipes, play on.”―John Keats

MAlwahidy: Heard Melodies are sweet, but those unheard, are sweeter.... John Keats,

julee_hong: How a stone knight inspired two very different visions of love from John Keats and Philip Larkin

madrascourier: John Keats lived for just 25 years — and, yet, his literary reams of gold have left their imprint on the sands of time.

CHRISVOSS: A thing of beauty is a joy forever. John Keats

newmiyukicity: john keats wishes he were me

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