183 ordspråk av John Keats
John Keats
 Real are the dreams of Gods, and smoothly pass / Their pleasures in a long immortal dream. |
| The red-breast whistles from a garden-croft;/ And gathering swallows twitter in the skies. |
| Much have I travelled in the realms of gold, and many goodly states and kingdoms seen. |
| O for ten years, that I may overwhelm / Myself in poesy; so I may do the deed / That my own soul has to itself decreed. |
| Thou, silent form, dost tease us out of thought / As doth eternity: Cold Pastoral! |
| Where's the cheek that doth not fade, / Too much gazed at? |
| But were there ever any / Writhed not at passed joy? |
| Bards of Passion and of Mirth, / Ye have left your souls on earth! Have ye souls in heaven too? |
| Upon the honeyed middle of the night. |
| So the two brothers and their murdered man / Rode past fair Florence. |
| Virgin-choir to make delicious moan / Upon the midnight hours. |
| Leaving great verse unto a little clan. |
| I think I shall be among the English poets after my death. |
| All breathing human passion far above, / That leaves a heart high-sorrowful and cloyed,/ A burning forehead and a parching tongue. |
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