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John Keats Quotes

«Four seasons fill the measure of the year; / There are four seasons in the mind of man.»
Author: John Keats (Poet) | Keywords: Four Seasons
«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.»
Author: John Keats (Poet)
«Let us not go hurrying about and collecting honey, bee-like buzzing here and there for a knowledge of what is not to be arrived at, but let us open our leaves like a flower, and be passive and receptive, budding patiently under the eye of Apollo, and»
Author: John Keats (Poet) | About: Knowledge | Keywords: budding, buzz, buzzing, passive, patiently, receptive
«Music's golden tongue Flatter'd to tears this aged man and poor»
Author: John Keats (Poet) | Keywords: flatter, The Golden Age
«The automobile changed our dress, manners, social customs, vacation habits, the shape of our cities, consumer purchasing patterns, common tastes and positions in intercourse»
«Fame like a wayward girl, will still be coy - To those who woo her with too slavish knees»
Author: John Keats (Poet) | Keywords: coy, slavish
«Who are these coming to the sacrifice? To what green altar, O mysterious priest, Lead'st thou that heifer lowing at the skiews, And all her silken flanks with garlands dressed? What little town by river or sea shore, Or mountain-built with peaceful c»
«Fanatics have their dreams, wherewith they weave A paradise for a sect»
Author: John Keats (Poet) | Keywords: sect, weave
«No stir of air was there, Not so much life as on a summer's day Robs not one light seed from the feathered grass, But where the dead leaf fell, there did it rest»
Author: John Keats (Poet) | Keywords: feathered, robs
«For sure so fair a place was never seen; Of all that ever charmed romantic eye.»
Author: John Keats (Poet) | Keywords: charmed