Quote by John Keats
O fret not after knowledge -- I have none, and yet my song comes n

O fret not after knowledge — I have none, and yet my song comes native with the warmth. O fret not after knowledge — I have none, and yet the Evening listens. – John Keats

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Poetry should be great and unobtrusive, a thing which enters into ones soul, and does not startle it or amaze it with itself, but with its subject. – John Keats

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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

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There are joys which long to be ours. God sends ten thousands truths, which come about us like birds seeking inlet; but we are shut up to them, and so they bring us nothing, but sit and sing awhile upon the roof, and then fly away. – Henry Ward Beecher

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God loved the birds and invented trees. Man loved the birds and invented cages. – Jacques Deval, Afin de vivre bel et bien

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Autumn birds speak cheerful poetry from their berry-stained beaks. – Terri Guillemets

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When thou seest an eagle, thou seest a portion of genius; lift up thy head! – William Blake

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