A thing of beauty is a joy for ever;
Its loveliness increases; it will never
Pass into nothingness; but still will keep
A bower quiet for us, and a sleep
Full of sweet dreams and health
Its loveliness increases; it will never
Pass into nothingness; but still will keep
A bower quiet for us, and a sleep
Full of sweet dreams and health
And quiet breathing
(John Keats)
Keats wrote with such a tender voice. How he loved writing about eternal beauty. Thanks for this selection. Now I'm tempted to take out my book on Keats :)
ReplyDeleteYou are welcome... and I am impressed, I'd love a book on Keats!.. Yes, his poetry moves me. ...
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Kringle
Such a beautiful poem and a lovely picture too! Thanks for sharing the beauty.
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Nearly 1000 lines of Endymion: Book 1, the 4 lines you chose are so lovely. The whole poem is worth reading .
Von