Souls of poets dead and gone What Elysium have thee known? Happy field or mossy cavern, Choicer than the Mermaid Tavern.
John Keats Quotes
I never wrote one single Line of Poetry with the least Shadow of public thought.
Poetry should be great and unobtrusive, a thing which enters into one’s soul, and does not startle it or amaze it with itself, but with its subject.
If poetry comes not as naturally as the leaves to a tree, it had better not come at all.
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.
Ever let thy Fancy roam, Pleasure never is at home.
Do not all charms fly At the mere touch of cold philosophy? There 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, Conquer all mysteries by rule and line, Empty the haunted air, and gnomed […]
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.
Four Seasons fill the measure of the year; There are four seasons in the mind of man: He has his lusty Spring, when fancy clear Takes in all beauty with an easy span: He has his Summer, when luxuriously Spring’s honied cud of youthful thought he loves To ruminate, and by such dreaming high Is […]
Music’s golden tongue Flatter’d to tears this aged man and poor.
