It appears to me that almost any man may like the spider spin from his own inwards his own airy citadel. – John Keats
There is nothing stable in the world uproars your only music. – John Keats
It appears to me that almost any man may like the spider spin from his own inwards his own airy citadel. – John Keats
There is nothing stable in the world uproars your only music. – John Keats
Praise or blame has but a momentary effect on the man whose love of beauty in the abstract makes him a severe critic on his own works. – John Keats
I am certain of nothing but the holiness of the hearts affections, and the truth of imagination. – John Keats