Do you not see how necessary a world of pains and troubles is to school an intelligence and make it a soul?
Faded the flower and all its budded charms,Faded the sight of beauty from my eyes,Faded the shape of beauty from my arms,Faded the voice, warmth, whiteness, paradise!Vanishd unseasonably
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What this quote means
This quote reflects on the transient nature of beauty and the deep sense of loss associated with it.
In this quote, John Keats expresses a poignant lament over the fading of beauty, both in the natural world and within personal experience. The repetition of 'faded' emphasizes the inevitable decline of aesthetic pleasures and sensibilities, highlighting a sense of nostalgia for what once was. Keats mourns not only the physical beauty of flowers and shapes but also the emotional essence that they bring, suggesting that the appreciation of beauty is deeply intertwined with memory and longing.
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This quote could be used in a poem reading to emphasize the theme of ephemeral beauty.
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All quotes βAre there not thousands in the world who love their fellows even to the death, who feel the giant agony of the world, and more, like slaves to poor humanity, labor for mortal good?
Ask yourself my love whether you are not very cruel to have so entrammelled me, so destroyed my freedom. Will you confess this in the Letter you must write immediately, and do all you can to console me in it β make it rich as a draught of poppies to intoxicate me βwrite the softest words and kiss them that I may at least touch my lips where yours have been. For myself I know not how to express my devotion to so fair a form: I want a brighter word than bright, a fairer word than fair.
I think we may class the lawyer in the natural history of monsters.
...I leaped headlong into the Sea, and thereby have become more acquainted with the Soundings, the quicksands, and the rocks, than if I had stayed upon the green shore, and piped a silly pipe, and took tea and comfortable advice.
You are always new, the last of your kisses was ever the sweetest.
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