01c. 1808 ADOpen wide the mind's cage-door,She'll dart forth, and cloudward soar.John Keats / quote ↗
02c. 1808 ADI had a dove and the sweet dove died; And I have thought it died of grieving: O, what could it grieve for? Its feet were tied, With a silken thread of my own hand's weaving.John Keats / quote ↗
03c. 1808 ADBright star, would I were steadfast as thou art--Not in lone splendour hung aloft the nightAnd watching, with eternal lids apart,Like nature's patient, sleepless Eremite.John Keats / quote ↗
04c. 1808 ADNo one can usurp the heights...But those to whom the miseries of the worldAre misery, and will not let them rest.John Keats / quote ↗
06c. 1808 ADThe same that oft-times hath charm'd magic casements, opening on the foam of perilous seas, in fairy lands forlorn.John Keats / quote ↗
07c. 1808 ADMy love has made me selfish. I cannot exist without you – I am forgetful of everything but seeing you again – my Life seems to stop there – I see no further. You have absorb’d me. I have a sensation at the present moment as though I was dissolving – I should be exquisitely miserable without the hope of soon seeing you … I have been astonished that Men could die Martyrs for religion – I have shudder’d at it – I shudder no more – I could be martyr’d for my Religion – Love is my religion – I could die for that – I could die for you.John Keats / quote ↗
08c. 1808 ADGive me books, French wine, fruit, fine weather and a little music played out of doors by somebody I do not know.John Keats / quote ↗
09c. 1808 ADO that our dreamings all, of sleep or wake, Would all their colours from the sunset take.John Keats / quote ↗
10c. 1808 ADBut this is human life: the war, the deeds, The disappointment, the anxiety, Imagination’s struggles, far and nigh,All human; bearing in themselves this good, That they are still the air, the subtle food, To make us feel existence. -Keats, EndymionThis is the ‘goal’ of the soul path – to feel existence; not to overcome life’s struggles and anxieties, but to know life first hand, to exist fully in context. (Thomas Moore, Care of the Soul, p.260)John Keats / quote ↗
11c. 1808 ADI have good reason to be content,for thank God I can read andperhaps understand Shakespeare to his depths.John Keats / quote ↗
12c. 1808 ADThe only means of strengthening one's intellect is to make up one's mindabout nothing -- to let the mind be a thoroughfare for all thoughts.John Keats / quote ↗
14c. 1808 ADBright star, would I were stedfast as thou art--Not in lone splendour hung aloft the nightAnd watching, with eternal lids apart,Like nature's patient, sleepless Eremite,The moving waters at their priestlike taskOf pure ablution round earth's human shores,Or gazing on the new soft-fallen maskOf snow upon the mountains and the moors--No--yet still stedfast, still unchangeable,Pillow'd upon my fair love's ripening breast,To feel for ever its soft fall and swell,Awake for ever in a sweet unrest,Still, still to hear her tender-taken breath,And so live ever--or else swoon to death. Glanzvoller Stern! wär ich so stet wie du,Nicht hing ich nachts in einsam stolzer Pracht!SchautŽ nicht mit ewigem Blick beiseite zu,Einsiedler der Natur, auf hoher WachtBeim Priesterwerk der Reinigung, das die See,Die wogende, vollbringt am Meeresstrand;Noch starrt ich auf die Maske, die der SchneeSanft fallend frisch um Berg und Moore band.Nein, doch unwandelbar und unentwegtMöchtŽ ruhn ich an der Liebsten weicher Brust,Zu fühlen, wie es wogend dort sich regt,Zu wachen ewig in unruhiger Lust,Zu lauschen auf des Atems sanftes Wehen -So ewig leben - sonst im Tod vergehen!John Keats / quote ↗
16c. 1808 ADI am in that temper that if I were under water I would scarcely kick to come to the top.John Keats / quote ↗
18c. 1808 ADBesides, a long poem is a test of invention, which I take to be the Polar star of Poetry, as Fancy is the sails - and Imagination the rudder.John Keats / quote ↗
19c. 1808 ADI have clung To nothing, lov’d a nothing, nothing seen Or felt but a great dream!John Keats / quote ↗
20c. 1808 ADCan death be sleep, when life is but a dream, And scenes of bliss pass as a phantom by?---"On deathJohn Keats / quote ↗
22c. 1808 ADTouch has a memory. O say, love, say,What can I do to kill it and be free?John Keats / quote ↗
23c. 1808 ADWide sea, that one continuous murmur breedsAlong the pebbled shore of memory!Many old rotten-timber'd boats there beUpon thy vaporous bosom, magnifiedTo goodly vessels; many a sail of pride,And golden keel'd, is left unlaunch'd and dry.John Keats / quote ↗
24c. 1808 ADPhilosophy will clip an Angel's wings,Conquer all mysteries by rule and line,Empty the haunted air, and gnomèd mine—Unweave a rainbow, as it erewhile madeThe tender-person'd Lamia melt into a shadeJohn Keats / quote ↗
