"Through the dancing poppies stole A breeze, most softly lulling to my soul."
"I cannot exist without you - I am forgetful of every thing but seeing you again - my Life seems to stop there - I see no further. You have absorb'd me. I have a sensation at the present moment as though I was dissolving."
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Source: John Keats (2009). “Selected Letters of John Keats: Revised Edition”, p.390, Harvard University Press
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