Selected Poetry Quotes

“What is this world's delight,
Lightening that mocks the night,
Brief as even as bright”
― John Keats, Selected Poetry

“Awake for ever in a sweet unrest,”
― John Keats, Selected Poetry

“The coming musk-rose, full of dewy wine,
The murmurous haunt of flies on summer eves.
Darkling I listen; and, for many a time
I have been half in love with easeful Death,
Call'd him soft names in many a mused rhyme,
To take into the air my quiet breath;
Now more than ever seems it rich to die,”
― John Keats, Selected Poetry