Now a soft kiss – Aye, by that kiss, I vow an endless bliss. – 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
Now a soft kiss – Aye, by that kiss, I vow an endless bliss. – 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 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. – 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