But let me see thee stoop from heaven on wings That fill the sky with silver glitterings!
John KeatsBlessed is the healthy nature; it is the coherent, sweetly co-operative, not incoherent, self-distracting, self-destructive one!
John KeatsI see a lily on thy brow, With anguish moist and fever dew; And on thy cheek a fading rose Fast withereth too.
John KeatsThe genius of poetry must work out its own salvation in a man; it cannot be matured by law and precept, but by sensation and watchfulness in itself. That which is creative must create itself - In Endymion, I leaped headlong into the sea, and thereby have become better acquainted with the soundings, the quicksands, and the rocks, than if I had stayed upon the green shore, and piped a silly pipe, and took tea and comfortable sdvice.
John Keats