"Where the nightingale doth sing Not a senseless, tranced thing, But divine melodious truth."
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"Knowledge enormous makes a God of me. Names, deeds, gray legends, dire events, rebellions, Majesties, sovran voices, agonies, Creations and destroyings, all at once Pour into the wide hollows of my brain, And deify me, as if some blithe wine Or bright elixir peerless I had drunk, And so become immortal."
"So, when dark thoughts my boding spirit shroud, Sweet Hope! celestial influence round me shed Waving thy silver pinions o'er my head."
"Why employ intelligent and highly paid ambassadors and then go and do their work for them? You don't buy a canary and sing yourself."
"I equally dislike the favor of the public with the love of a woman - they are both a cloying treacle to the wings of independence."
"Health is my expected heaven."
"it struck me what quality went to form a Man of Achievement, especially in Literature, and which Shakespeare possessed so enormously - I mean Negative Capability, that is, when a man is capable of being in uncertainties, mysteries, doubts, without any irritable reaching after fact and reason."
"Already with thee! tender is the night. . . But here there is no light. . ."
"Dry your eyes O dry your eyes, For I was taught in Paradise To ease my breast of melodies."
"Who would wish to be among the commonplace crowd of the little famous - who are each individually lost in a throng made up of themselves?"
"Bright star, would I were stedfast as thou art--- Not in lone splendour hung aloft the night And watching, with eternal lids apart, Like nature's patient, sleepless Eremite, The moving waters at their priestlike task Of pure ablution round earth's human shores, Or gazing on the new soft-fallen mask Of snow upon the mountains and the moors--- No---yet still stedfast, still unchangeable, Pillowed upon my fair love's ripening breast, To feel for ever its soft fall and swell, Awake for ever in a sweet unrest, Still, still to hear her tender-taken breath, And so live ever---or else swoon in death."
"I have two luxuries to brood over in my walks, your loveliness and the hour of my death. O that I could have possession of them both in the same minute."
"Asleep in lap of legends old."
"And shade the violets, That they may bind the moss in leafy nets."
"When the melancholy fit shall fall Sudden from heaven like a weeping cloud, That fosters the droop-headed flowers all, And hides the green hill in an April shroud; Then glut thy sorrow on a morning rose."
"Ay, on the shores of darkness there is a light, and precipices show untrodden green; there is a budding morrow in midnight; there is triple sight in blindness keen."
"A long poem is a test of invention which I take to be the Polar star of poetry, as fancy is the sails, and imagination the rudder."
"O Solitude! If I must with thee dwell, Let it not be among the jumbled heap of murky buildings"
"How beautiful, if sorrow had not made Sorrow more beautiful than Beauty's self."
"This Grave contains all that was Mortal of a Young English Poet Who on his Death Bed in the Bitterness of his Heart at the Malicious Power of his Enemies Desired these words to be engraved on his Tomb Stone "Here lies One Whose Name was writ in Water.""