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Now a soft kiss – Aye, by that kiss, I vow an endless bliss.
I will give you a definition of a proud man: he is a man who has neither vanity nor wisdom one filled with hatreds cannot be vain, neither can he be wise.
What the imagination seizes as beauty must be truth.
I am certain of nothing but the holiness of the heart’s affections, and the truth of imagination.
Beauty is truth, truth beauty,’ – that is all ye know on earth, and all ye need to know.
I have been astonished that men could die martyrs for religion – I have shuddered at it. I shudder no more – I could be martyred for my religion – Love is my religion – I could die for that.
Love is my religion – I could die for it.
Poetry should be great and unobtrusive, a thing which enters into one’s soul, and does not startle it or amaze it with itself, but with its subject.
Poetry should surprise by a fine excess and not by singularity, it should strike the reader as a wording of his own highest thoughts, and appear almost a remembrance.
The poetry of the earth is never dead.