Endymion Quotes

“A thing of beauty is a joy forever.”
― John Keats, Endymion: A Poetic Romance

“Yes, in spite of all, Some shape of beauty moves away the pall From out dark spirits.”
― John Keats, Endymion: A Poetic Romance

“I have clung
To nothing, lov’d a nothing, nothing seen
Or felt but a great dream!”
― John Keats, Endymion: A Poetic Romance

“What is there in thee, Moon! That thou should'st move my heart so potently?”
― John Keats, John Keats - Endymion

“That men, who might have tower'd in the van
Of all the congregated world, to fan
And winnow from the coming step of time
All chaff of custom, wipe away all slime
Left by men-slugs and human serpentry,
Have been content to let occasion die,
Whilst they did sleep in love's Elysium.”
― John Keats, Endymion: A Poetic Romance

“Wide sea, that one continuous murmur breeds
Along the pebbled shore of memory!
Many old rotten-timber'd boats there be
Upon thy vaporous bosom, magnified
To goodly vessels; many a sail of pride,
And golden keel'd, is left unlaunch'd and dry.”
― John Keats, Endymion: A Poetic Romance

“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, and quiet breathing.”
― John Keats, Endymion: A Poetic Romance

“Love doth scathe
The gentle heart, as northern blasts do roses.”
― John Keats, Endymion: A Poetic Romance

“My restless spirit never could endure
To brood so long upon one luxury,
Unless it did, though fearfully espy
A hope beyond the shadow of a dream.”
― John Keats, Endymion: A Poetic Romance

“I have been
Presumptuous against love, against the sky,
Against all elements, against the tie
Of mortals each to each, against the blooms
Of flowers, rush of rivers, and the tombs
Of heroes gone.”
― John Keats, Endymion

“The imagination of a boy is healthy, and the mature imagination of a man is healthy; but there is a space of life between, in which the soul is in a ferment, the character undecided, the way of life uncertain, the ambition thick-sighted: thence proceeds mawkishness, and all the thousand bitters which those men I speak of must necessarily taste in going over the following pages.”
― John Keats, Endymion: A Poetic Romance

“He saw... one of those,
Who, when this planet's sphering time doth close,
Will be its high remembrancers. Who they?
The mighty ones who have made eternal day for Greece and England.”
― John Keats, Endymion: A Poetic Romance