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What the imagination seizes as beauty must be truth.
Poetry should... should strike the reader as a wording of his own highest thoughts, and appear almost a remembrance.
'Beauty is truth, truth beauty,' - that is all ye know on earth, and all ye need to know.
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.
It keeps eternal whisperings around desolate shores
I want a brighter word than bright
A thing of beauty is a joy for ever: Its loveliness increases; it will never Pass into nothingness; but still will keep A bower quiet for us, and a sleep Full of sweet dreams, and health, and quiet breathing.
I have good reason to be content, for thank God I can read and perhaps understand Shakespeare to his depths.
Life is but a day; A fragile dewdrop on its perilous way From a tree's summit.
A thing of beauty is a joy forever.
Whatever the imagination seizes as Beauty must be truth -whether it existed before or not
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. My Creed is Love and you are its only tenet.
Oh what can ail thee, knight-at-arms, Alone and palely loitering?
What shocks the virtuous philosopher, delights the chameleon poet.
Open afresh your rounds of starry folds, Ye ardent Marigolds.
Let us open our leaves like a flower, and be passive and receptive.
She hurried at his words, beset with fears, For there were sleeping dragons all around.
Music's golden tongue Flatter'd to tears this aged man and poor.
My heart aches, and a drowsy numbness pains/ My sense, as though of hemlock I had drunk.
Everything that reminds me of her goes through me like a spear.
You are always new to me.
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