A biography for John Keatshasn’t been written yet.
“כי את, נימפת עצים, כנפך קלה, עלילת שיר גרונך.”
“חוששת לזוז או לדבר, היא נראתה כשרויה בחלום.”
“לפני זמן רב האוהבים הללו ברחו לסערה.”
“לַחַן נִשְׁמָע יִמְתַּק, הַלֹא־נִשְׁמָע יִמְתַּק מִמֶּנוּ.”
“מלכת ירח על כס במלוא יופיה.”
“יופי הוא האמת.”
“What the imagination seizes as beauty must be truth.”
“No one can usurp the heights...But those to whom the miseries of the worldAre misery, and will not let them rest.”
“My imagination is a monastery and I am its monk.”
“When by my solitary hearth I sit,When no fair dreams before my “mind’s eye” flit,And the bare heath of life presents no bloom;Sweet Hope, ethereal balm upon me shed,And wave thy silver pinions o’er my head.”
“For axioms in philosophy are not axioms until they are proved upon our pulses.”
“I have been astonished that men could die martyrsfor their religion--I have shuddered at it,I shudder no more.I could be martyred for my religion.Love is my religionand I could die for that.I could die for you.My Creed is Love and you are its only tenet.”
“I love you the more in that I believe you had liked me for my own sake and for nothing else.”
“You are always new, the last of your kisses was ever the sweetest.”
“Give me books, French wine, fruit, fine weather and a little music played out of doors by somebody I do not know.”
“I wish I was either in your arms full of faith, or that a Thunder bolt would strike me.”
“Philosophy will clip an Angel's wings,Conquer all mysteries by rule and line,Empty the haunted air, and gnomèd mine—Unweave a rainbow, as it erewhile madeThe tender-person'd Lamia melt into a shade”
“The world is too brutal for me—I am glad there is such a thing as the grave—I am sure I shall never have any rest till I get there.”
“Thou, silent form, dost tease us out of thoughtAs doth eternity...”
“I have clung To nothing, lov’d a nothing, nothing seen Or felt but a great dream!”