Maxioms by John Keats
A proverb is no proverb to you until life has illustrated it.
A proverb is no proverb to you until life has illustrated it.
But were there ever any
Writhed not at passed joy?
But were there ever any
Writhed not at passed joy?
Love is my religion - I could die for it.
Love is my religion - I could die for it.
Through the dancing poppies stole
A breeze most softly lulling to my soul.
Through the dancing poppies stole
A breeze most softly lulling to my soul.
O, sorrow!
Why dost borrow
Heart's lightness from the merriment of May?
O, sorrow!
Why dost borrow
Heart's lightness from the merriment of May?
