Nothing is finer for the purposes of great productions than a very gradual ripening of the intellectual powers.
John KeatsI never knew before, what such a love as you have made me feel, was; I did not believe in it; my Fancy was afraid of it, lest it should burn me up. But if you will fully love me, though there may be some fire, 'twill not be more than we can bear when moistened and bedewed with Pleasures.
John KeatsI don't need the stars in the night I found my treasure All I need is you by my side so shine forever
John KeatsThrough the sad heart of Ruth, when sick for home She stood in tears amid the alien corn; The same that ofttimes hath Charm'd magic casements, opening on the foam Of perilous seas, in faery lands forlorn.
John Keats