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taecennda: richard siken, lang leav, john keats. whenever i read their poems, i only ever think about one person. blame me

PresidentChip: A thing of beauty is a joy forever: Its loveliness increases; it will never Pass into nothingness… Beauty is truth, truth beauty—that is all Ye know on earth, and all ye need to know. John Keats

NTVNewsNL: Fatal ATV accident near St. John's

DshsEnglish: Autumn was in the air this morning- check out the poem, "To Autumn" (1820) by John Keats

2_SynnCeer4: Season of mists and mellow fruitfulness,    Close bosom-friend of the maturing sun…. To Autumn x John Keats

WasteShifter: “The poetry of the earth is never dead.” John Keats

StJohnsTelegram: Police confirmed Tuesday morning's fatal crash on the Trans-Canada Highway just outside St. John's was a head-on collision.

CabreraDeMar: "Beauty is truth, truth beauty, that is all. Ye know on earth, and all ye need to know." (John Keats)

TheWragbyGroup: HEART-WARMER for TODAY. Beautiful lines from John Keats: “Season of mists and mellow fruitfulness, Close bosom-friend of the maturing sun; Conspiring with him how to load and bless, With fruit the vines that round the thatch-eves run.” Mark. (Revd. Mark Holden – Rector.)

onwheelsigo: “The poetry of the earth is never dead.” ― John Keats

reelCastorTroy: John Keats never wrote some shit as good as "I'm not lying, I'm just stunnin' with my love-glue-gunnin'"

AuroreLebas: Lovely video about poet John Keats on Netflix

velvetg86947520: “Life is but a day; A fragile dew-drop on its perilous way From a tree’s summit.” ― John Keats

LordByron_1824: Remember at September 21, 2021 at 04:15PM "A thing of beauty is a joy forever", John Keats

BrianDeMars1: “A thing of beauty is a joy forever.” — John Keats

blaisew_c: (Taking John Keats' pen out of his hand) You're being a simp again aren't you

LordByron_1824: Remember at September 20, 2021 at 04:15PM "A thing of beauty is a joy forever", John Keats

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

Gex_the_Bot: Reminds me of John Keats' games room!

JohnKeats_kbot: Ever yours, my love! John Keats.

imtiazali_uop: John Keats ❤️

NeilMatheson60: "Ode to Autumn" by John Keats

PourquoiPasToi: I have so much of you in my heart. (John Keats)

ehlyons: 'Season of mists and mellow fruitfulness'. John Keats' words seem rather apt this autumn morning.

UmerKhayyaam: La Belle Dame sans Merci: A Ballad ~ John Keats O what can ail thee, knight-at-arms, Alone and palely loitering? The sedge has withered from the lake, And no birds sing. 1/

_Orekoya: John Keats, is that you?

HadyaYusuf: "A thing of beauty is a joy forever." ~ John Keats

TUM_London: Shown on many older maps as Dashwood Walk, in the 17th century Alderman’s Walk was a passageway leading to the large house and gardens of Sir Frances Dashwood. The poet John Keats was christened at nearby St Botolph’s church in 1795

OptimusZzx: 'I have so much of you in my heart' -john keats

SteveBarto: “To Autumn” by John Keats

mis__iman: "This living hand, now warm and capable / Of earnest grasping, would, if it were cold". — John Keats, This Living Hand

CONSCIOUSBEATS8: “Heard melodies are sweet, but those unheard are sweeter: therefore, ye soft pipes, play on.”―John Keats

johncpacker: Impossible is for the unwilling. John Keats

ChristaKinde: "My imagination is a monastery and I am its monk." —John Keats amwriting

yunkichimi: ahh john keats my beloved. makes me miss mr keating of dead poets society. i am due for another rewatch (and heartache, at that)

pauljimerson: Season of mists and mellow fruitfulness, Close bosom-friend of the maturing sun; Conspiring with him how to load and bless With fruit the vines that round the thatch-eaves run; To bend with apples the moss’d cottage-trees, And fill all fruit with ripeness to the core ~John Keats

Ale_Danelon: Ode to a Nightingale , John Keats

2toes_: “Heard melodies are sweet, but those unheard are sweeter: therefore, ye soft pipes, play on.”―John Keats

Left_Hand_Path: On this day in... 1819: John Keats wrote his ode "To Autumn."

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

0ogiesboy: as an John keats enthusiast I adore this

universalpast: John Keats writes To Autumn. — September 19 1819. “Or sinking as the light wind lives or dies And full-grown lambs loud bleat from hilly bourn Hedge-crickets sing; and now with treble soft The red-breast whistles from a garden-croft And gathering swallows twitter in the skies.”

LordByron_1824: Remember at September 19, 2021 at 04:15PM "A thing of beauty is a joy forever", John Keats

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

liradoslivros: Love me like John Keats loved Fanny Brawne.

gayle_dallas: “Season of mists and mellow fruitfulness, Close bosom-friend of the maturing sun; Conspiring with him how to load and bless With fruit the vines that round the thatch-eaves run...” —John Keats TO AUTUMN

g_keillor: It was on this day in 1819 that 24-year-old John Keats wrote the ode "To Autumn."

PParkerWriting: “Close bosom-friend of the maturing sun; Conspiring with him how to load and bless With fruit the vines that round the thatch-eves run; To bend with apples the moss’d cottage-trees, And fill all fruit with ripeness to the core” John Keats writes ‘To Autumn’, 19 Sept 1819

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

gulab_jamon: A thing of beauty is a joy forever, John Keats

Keats_Shelley: 'Season of mists and mellow fruitfulness.' 19 September 1819, John Keats composes 'To Autumn', after walking around Winchester. Walk with Keats on our Google Earth story, John Keats' Final Voyage (a year on, he passes Dover on the Maria Crowther.):

DieppeBaySKN: John Keats died age 25 in Rome, broke as a dog or broker, yet, the greatness of his writing is undiminished by time or poverty. You, are already broke so you might as well do the thing your purpose sent you here to do.

Spirit_Within3: "A thing of beauty is a joy forever." John Keats

SjoerdvanHoorn: John Keats - To Autumn

holdengraber: “honeyed indolence” ~ John Keats

holdengraber: "I was led into these thoughts, my dear Reynolds, by the beauty of the morning operating on a sense of Idleness. I have not read any Books--the Morning said I was right" ~ John Keats

iolanda_lupu: "Beauty is truth." John Keats

HorseHabitats: Who would win in a fight, John Keats or W. B. Yeats?

sadandtonguetie: “I have been astonished that men could die martyrs for their religion -- I have shuddered at it, I shudder no more. I could be martyred for my religion. Love is my religion and I could die for that. I could die for you…” — John Keats

AVOCATNUTASTEFA: ‘Was it a vision, or a waking dream? Fled is that music:- Do I wake or sleep?’ — John Keats

BSoSocials: "Impossible is for the unwilling." John Keats

percyfwesterman: September 19, 1819, John Keats wrote the poem 'To Autumn'. This was the last of the collection of six poems that were published as 'Lamia, Isabella and the Eve of St Agnes and Other Poems' (pub.1820). 'The Eve of St Agnes' was written during Keats stay in Bedhampton, early 1819.

LordByron_1824: Remember at September 18, 2021 at 04:15PM "A thing of beauty is a joy forever", John Keats

LordByron_1824: Remember at September 17, 2021 at 04:15PM "A thing of beauty is a joy forever", John Keats

nicratwoman: “Do you not see how necessary a world of pains and troubles is to school an intelligence and make it a soul?” ― John Keats,

mos_org_pk: 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. - John Keats

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

LindFritz: ‘’Give me books, French wine, fruit, fine weather and a little music played out doors by somebody I do not know.’’ ~ John Keats

ArsEstHabitus: I sit, and moan, Like one who once had wings. John Keats

bbniecharri: A thing of beauty is a joy forever: its loveliness increases it will never pass into nothingness. -John Keats KYLE ECHARRI FYEOnZtage

artemisinfurs: emma, 2020 / john keats / aleksandr blok / the love witch, 2016

AyeitsGwendolen: Can't sleep. Watched a romantic drama about the now famous poet John Keats. Now can't stop thinking about my poems.

CONSCIOUSBEATS8: “Heard melodies are sweet, but those unheard are sweeter: therefore, ye soft pipes, play on.”―John Keats

mos_org_pk: I have good reason to be content, for thank God I can read and perhaps understand Shakespeare to his depths. - John Keats

HorcruxEight: watched Bright Star about John Keats and it sent me down a rabbit hole about Fanny Brawn. movie certainly made it seem like Fanny was in mourning for the rest of her life after Keats died. But she did in fact live a full life post Keats

AnatomicalCat: John Bell fell from his horse in 1816, and went to Italy to recuperate. His health never recovered, and he died in Rome in 1820. His grave is in the non-Catholic cemetery there, next to the poet John Keats - Keats’ grave is at the front, while Bell’s is the Celtic cross behind

3cikel: “The poetry of the earth is never dead.” ― John Keats

ARK_crystals: "The poetry of the earth is never dead." - John Keats

mimochi18: Rereading John Keats poems and reflecting on how much he influenced my writing in senior year…

opheliasings: John Keats’s ‘Ode to a Nightingale’, Read by F. Scott Fitzgerald

sadandtonguetie: "I have been astonished that men could die martyrs for religion...I have shuddered at it...I shudder no more. I could be martyred for my religion...Love is my religion...I could die for that — I could die for you" - John Keats

litcharts: New guide! On Seeing the Elgin Marbles by John Keats

LordByron_1824: Remember at September 16, 2021 at 04:15PM "A thing of beauty is a joy forever", John Keats

FWyhowska: “Alone and palely littering” - with apologies to John Keats

Keats_Shelley: Simon Barnes announces the winners of 2021's Keats-Shelley and Young Romantics Poetry Prizes. Our Poetry theme is 'Writ in Water', inspired by John Keats' epitaph. Watch below:

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

AddledPixie: “Heard melodies are sweet, but those unheard Are sweeter; therefore, ye soft pipes, play on” - John Keats Cape May Warblers

HarryWatson63: Good morning and today some wise words taken from a John Keats' letter to his brother, I have pass’d my time in reading, writing and fretting – the last I intend to give up and stick to the other two. They are the only chances of benefit to us. Photo: Aleyna Rentz

PresidentIRL: President Higgins visited the graves of Italian philosopher and writer Antonio Gramsci and of English poet John Keats, at the Cimitero Acattolico in Rome.

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

ryanscholz: …And sometimes like a gleaner thou dost keep Steady thy laden head across a brook; Or by a cyder-press, with patient look, Thou watchest the last oozings hours by hours. - John Keats, To Autumn

ambar_jalal: 2/2 That thou, light-winged Dryad of the trees In some melodious plot Of beechen green, and shadows numberless, Singest of summer in full-throated ease. - John Keats

thirdbrainfx: Beauty is truth, truth beauty, --that is all Ye know on earth, and all ye need to know. John Keats

2toes_: “Heard melodies are sweet, but those unheard are sweeter: therefore, ye soft pipes, play on.”―John Keats

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

Nihilism1008: "You are always new, the last of your kisses was ever the sweetest." John Keats

TwinkalVaishna1: Impossible is for the unwilling.” – John Keats DYNAMIC KHILADI VISHAL

mos_org_pk: We read fine things but never feel them to the full until we have gone the same steps as the author. - John Keats

RizKhan68912327: TOUCH HAS A MEMORY -- John Keats

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