What did John Keats mean by: Open afresh your rounds of starry folds, Ye ardent Marigolds. - John Keats Poet · England Copy
+ The grandeur of the dooms We have imagined for the mighty dead. Feraz Zeid, January 12, 2024January 12, 2024, John Keats, Doom, Grandeur, 0 - John Keats Poet · England
+ Health is my expected heaven. Feraz Zeid, October 28, 2023December 26, 2023, John Keats, Expected, Health, Heaven, 0 - John Keats Poet · England
+ A thing of beauty is a joy forever: its loveliness increases; it will never pass into nothingness. Feraz Zeid, January 12, 2024January 12, 2024, John Keats, Beautiful, Beauty, 0 - John Keats Poet · England
+ A poet without love were a physical and metaphysical impossibility. Feraz Zeid, January 12, 2024January 12, 2024, John Keats, Love, Metaphysical, Poet, 0 - John Keats Poet · England
+ Tall oaks branch charmed by the earnest stars Dream and so dream all night without a stir. Feraz Zeid, January 12, 2024January 12, 2024, John Keats, Dream, Night, Stars, 0 - John Keats Poet · England
+ But let me see thee stoop from heaven on wings That fill the sky with silver glitterings! Feraz Zeid, January 12, 2024January 12, 2024, John Keats, Heaven, Sky, Wings, 0 - John Keats Poet · England
+ Soft closer of our eyes! Low murmur of tender lullabies! Feraz Zeid, September 4, 2023December 26, 2023, John Keats, Eye, Lows, Sleep, 0 - John Keats Poet · England
+ Much have I travell’d in the realms of gold. Feraz Zeid, July 31, 2023December 12, 2023, John Keats, Gold, Realms, 0 - John Keats Poet · England
You have to observe flowers in order to find the right tones for the folds of clothes. - Jean-Auguste-Dominique Ingres Painter · France
Art is like a border of flowers along the course of civilization. - Lincoln Steffens Journalist · USA
The flower is the poetry of reproduction. It is an example of the eternal seductiveness of life. - Jean Giraudoux Playwright · France
The moon looks upon many night flowers; the night flowers see but one moon. - Jean Ingelow Poet · England
Stretching his hand up to reach the stars, too often man forgets the flowers at his feet. - Jeremy Bentham Philosopher · England
