"Through the dancing poppies stole A breeze, most softly lulling to my soul."
"He, who is gone, was one of the very kindest friends I possessed, and yet he was not kinder perhaps to me, than to others. His intense mind and powerful feelings would, I truly believe, have done the world some service, had his life been spared but he was of too sensitive a nature and thus he was destroyed!"
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Source: John Keats (2015). “John Keats: Lamia (Unabridged Edition): A Narrative Poem from one of the most beloved English Romantic poets, best known for Ode to a Nightingale, Ode on a Grecian Urn, Ode to Indolence, Ode to Psyche, The Eve of St. Agnes, Hyperion…”, p.365, e-artnow
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