01c. 1808 ADA thing of beauty is a joy forever; Its loveliness increases; it will never Pass into nothingness.John Keats / quote ↗
02c. 1808 ADHe ne'er is crown'd With immortality, who fears to follow Where airy voices lead.John Keats / quote ↗
03c. 1808 ADTo sorrow I bade good-morrow, And thought to leave her far away behind; But cheerly, cheerly, She loves me dearly; She is so constant to me, and so kind.John Keats / quote ↗
05c. 1808 ADLove in a hut, with water and a crust, Is—Love, forgive us!—cinders, ashes, dust.John Keats / quote ↗
06c. 1808 ADThere was an awful rainbow once in heaven: We know her woof, her texture; she is given In the dull catalogue of common things. Philosophy will clip an angel's wings.John Keats / quote ↗
14c. 1808 ADHe play'd an ancient ditty long since mute, In Provence call'd "La belle dame sans mercy."John Keats / quote ↗
16c. 1808 ADThose green-robed senators of mighty woods, Tall oaks, branch-charmed by the earnest stars, Dream, and so dream all night without a stir.John Keats / quote ↗
18c. 1808 ADDance and Provençal song and sunburnt mirth! Oh for a beaker full of the warm South, Full of the true, the blushful Hippocrene! With beaded bubbles winking at the brim, And purple-stainèd mouth.John Keats / quote ↗
19c. 1808 ADThrough the sad heart of Ruth, when sick for home She stood in tears amid the alien corn; The same that ofttimes hath Charm'd magic casements, opening on the foam Of perilous seas, in faery lands forlorn.John Keats / quote ↗
21c. 1808 ADHeard melodies are sweet, but those unheard Are sweeter; therefore, ye soft pipes, play on,— Not to the sensual ear, but, more endear'd, Pipe to the spirit ditties of no tone.John Keats / quote ↗
22c. 1808 ADThou, silent form, doth tease us out of thought As doth eternity: Cold Pastoral!John Keats / quote ↗
23c. 1808 ADBeauty is truth, truth beauty,—that is all Ye know on earth, and all ye need to know.John Keats / quote ↗
24c. 1808 ADIn a drear-nighted December, Too happy, happy tree, Thy branches ne'er remember Their green felicity.John Keats / quote ↗
