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• That large utterance of the early gods! -- John Keats (1795-1821) -- Hyperion, Book i
• Those green-robed senators of mighty woods, Tall oaks, branch-charmed by the earnest stars, Dream, and so dream all night without a stir.
  -- John Keats (1795-1821) -- Hyperion, Book i...
• He ne'er is crown'd With immortality, who fears to follow Where airy voices lead.
  -- John Keats (1795-1821) -- Endymion, Book ii...
• Fled Murmuring, and with him fled the shades of night.
  -- John Milton (1608-1674) -- Paradise Lost, Book iv, Line 1014...
• I fled, and cry'd out, DEATH! Hell trembled at the hideous name, and sigh'd From all her caves, and back resounded, DEATH!
  -- John Milton (1608-1674) -- Paradise Lost, Book ii, Line 787...
• The never-ending flight Of future days.
  -- John Milton (1608-1674) -- Paradise Lost, Book ii, Line 221...
• Love in a hut, with water and a crust, Is--Love, forgive us!
  cinders, ashes, dust. -- John Keats (1795-1821) -- Lamia, Part ii...
• A thing of beauty is a joy forever; Its loveliness increase
  it will never Pass into nothingness. -- John Keats (1795-1821) -- Endymion, Book i...
• So many, and so many, and such glee. -- John Keats (1795-1821) -- Endymion, Book iv