I am certain of nothing but the holiness of the heart's affections, and the truth of imagination. Votes: 6
Neither poetry, nor ambition, nor love have any alertness of countenance as they pass by me. Votes: 4
To bear all naked truths, And to envisage circumstance, all calm, That is the top of sovereignty Votes: 0
The excellency of every art is its intensity, capable of making all disagreeable evaporate. Votes: 0
We read fine things but never feel them to the full until we have gone the same steps as the author. Votes: 0
I love you the more in that I believe you had liked me for my own sake and for nothing else. Votes: 0
Land and sea, weakness and decline are great separators, but death is the great divorcer for ever. Votes: 0
A thing of beauty is a joy forever: its loveliness increases; it will never pass into nothingness. Votes: 0
A thing of beauty is a joy forever. Votes: 0
Where the nightingale doth sing Not a senseless, tranced thing, But divine melodious truth. Votes: 0
Beauty is truth, truth beauty Votes: 0
I am certain of nothing but the holiness of the Heart's affections and the truth of the Imagination. Votes: 0
Heard melodies are sweet, but those unheard are sweeter: therefore, ye soft pipes, play on. Votes: 0
That queen of secrecy, the violet. Votes: 0
To silence gossip, don't repeat it. Votes: 0
Even bees, the little almsmen of spring bowers, know there is richest juice in poison-flowers. Votes: 0
We have woven a web, you and I, attached to this world but a separate world of our own invention. Votes: 0
Death is Life's high meed. Votes: 0
I find I cannot exist without Poetry Votes: 0
Health is my expected heaven. Votes: 0
I want a brighter word than bright Votes: 0
All writing is a form of prayer. Votes: 0
To stay youthful, stay useful. Votes: 0
Call the world if you please "the vale of soul-making." Then you will find out the use of the world. Votes: 0
Stop and consider! life is but a day Votes: 0
Touch has a memory. O say, love say, What can I do to kill it and be free In my old liberty? Votes: 0
He who saddens at thought of idleness cannot be idle, / And he's awake who thinks himself asleep. Votes: 0
Every fresh experience points out some form of error which we shall afterwards carefully avoid. Votes: 0
The air is all softness. Votes: 0
Asleep in lap of legends old. Votes: 0
His old right hand lay nerveless, listless, dead, Unsceptred; and his realmless eyes were closed; Votes: 0
I never was in love - yet the voice and the shape of a woman has haunted me these two days. Votes: 0
Load every rift with ore. Votes: 0
I always made an awkward bow. Votes: 0
Can death be sleep, when life is but a dream, And scenes of bliss pass as a phantom by? ---"On death Votes: 0
Wine is only sweet to happy men. Votes: 0
Where are the songs of Spring? Aye, where are they? Think not of them; thou has thy music too. Votes: 0
O Solitude! If I must with thee dwell, Let it not be among the jumbled heap of murky buildings Votes: 0
You are always new to me. Votes: 0
A hope beyond the shadow of a dream. Votes: 0