There is nothing stable in the world uproars your only music. – John Keats
I have two luxuries to brood over in my walks, your loveliness and the hour of my death. O that I could have possession of them both in the same minute. – John Keats

There is nothing stable in the world uproars your only music. – John Keats
I have two luxuries to brood over in my walks, your loveliness and the hour of my death. O that I could have possession of them both in the same minute. – John Keats
I am certain of nothing but the holiness of the hearts affections, and the truth of imagination. – John Keats
The Public is a thing I cannot help looking upon as an enemy, and which I cannot address without feelings of hostility. – John Keats