A Blupete Biography Page

John Keats

  • "The earth is our throne and the Sea a mighty Minstrell playing before it ..." ("Letters." To Jane Reynolds, September 14, 1817.)

  • "Ah! when a soul doth thus its freedom win / It aches in loneliness -- is ill at peace" (Isabella.)

  • "Even bees, the little almsmen of spring-bowers, / Know there is richest juice in poison-flowers." (Isabella.)

  • "Sweet birds antheming the morn:" ("Fancy.")

  • "She hurried at his words, beset with fears, / For there were sleeping dragons all around," (Eve of St. Agnes.)

  • "Do not all charms fly / At the mere touch of cold philosophy?" (Lamia.)

  • "We know her woof, her texture; she is given / In the dull catalogue of common things. / Philosophy will clip an Angel’s wings," (Lamia.)

  • "A thing of beauty is a joy for ever: / Its loveliness increases; it will never / Pass into nothingness;" (Endymion.)

  • "A thousand Powers keep religious state, / In water, fiery realm, and airy bourne;" (Endymion.)

  • "... she hurried back, as swift / As bird on wing to breast its eggs again;" (Isabella.)

  • "What wine? The strong Iberian juice, or mellow Greek? Or pale Calabrian?" (Otho The Great.)

  • "Nations drows'd in peace!" (Otho The Great.)

  • "For many a time I have been half in love with easeful Death." ("Ode to the Nightingale.")

  • "Then wherefore sully the entrusted gem / Of high and noble life with thoughts so sick?" (Endymion.)

  • "Hoodwink'd with faery fancy." (Eve of St. Agnes.)

  • "... self-folding like a flower / That faints into itself at evening hour:" (Lamia.)

  • "... So Sweet Isabel / By gradual decay from beauty fell," (Isabella.)

  • "A little breeze to creep between the fans / Of careless butterflies: ...." (Endymion.)

  • "And from her chamber-window he would catch / Her beauty farther than the falcon spies;" (Isabella.)

  • "These lovers fled away into the storm." (Eve of St. Agnes.)

  • "Only to meet again more close, and share / The inward fragrance of each other’s heart." (Isabella.)

  • "... this fair lady dwelt, / Enriched from ancestral merchandize," (Isabella.)

  • "He knew whose gentle hand was at the latch, / Before the door had given her to his eyes;" (Isabella.)

  • "Conquer all mysteries by rule and line, / Empty the haunted air, and gnomed mine -- / Unweave a rainbow," (Lamia.)

  • "How to entangle, trammel up and snare / Your soul in mine, and labyrinth you there / Like the hid scent in an unbudded rose?" (Lamia.)

  • "... if thy mistress some rich anger shows, / Imprison her soft hand, and let her rave," ("Ode On Melancholy.")

  • "O Solitude! if I must with thee dwell, / Let it not be among the jumbled heap / Of murky buildings; ..." ("O Solitude.")

  • "... the moon lifting her silver rim / Above a cloud, and with a gradual swim / Coming into the blue with all her light." ("I stood tip-toe upon a little hill.")

  • "... then there crept / A little noiseless noise among the leaves, / Born of the very sigh that silence heaves." ("I stood tip-toe upon a little hill.")

  • "Then 'gan she work again; nor stay'd her care, / But to throw back at times her veiling hair." (Isabella.)

  • "... a hundred swords / Will storm his heart, Love’s fev’rous citadel:" (Eve of St. Agnes.)

  • "I equally dislike the favour of the public, with the love of a woman -- they are both a cloying treacle to the wings of independence." ("Letters." To John Taylor, August 23rd, 1819.)

  • "Beauty is truth, truth beauty." ("Ode on a Grecian Urn.")

  • "That was before we knew the winged thing, / Victory, might be lost, or might be won" (Hyperion.)

  • "... where am I now? / Not in your heart while care weighs on your brow:" (Lamia.)
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