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I have so much of you in my heart.

I have so much of you in my heart.

John Keats
Love, Romantic, Heart
John Keats (2009). “Selected Letters of John Keats: Revised Edition”, p.313, Harvard University Press

I love your hills and I love your dales, And I love your flocks a-bleating; but oh, on the heather to lie together, With both our hearts a-beating!

John Keats
Love, Lying, Heart
John Keats (1948). “John Keats”

What is there in thee, Moon! That thou should'st move My heart so potently?

John Keats
Moving, Heart, Moon
John Keats, “Endymion: Book III”

There is an awful warmth about my heart like a load of immortality.

John Keats
Heart, Awful, Immortality
Letter to J. H. Reynolds, 22 September 1818, in H. E. Rollins (ed.) 'The Letters of John Keats' (1958) vol. 1, p. 370

I am certain of nothing but the holiness of the Heart’s affections and the truth of the Imagination – What the imagination seizes as Beauty must be truth – whether it existed before or not – for I have the same Idea of all our Passions as of Love they are all in their sublime, creative of essential Beauty . . .

John Keats
Passion, Heart, Ideas
1817 Letter to Benjamin Bailey, 22 Nov.

This Grave contains all that was Mortal of a Young English Poet Who on his Death Bed in the Bitterness of his Heart at the Malicious Power of his Enemies Desired these words to be engraved on his Tomb Stone "Here lies One Whose Name was writ in Water."

John Keats
Lying, Heart, Names
Epitaph for himself, in Richard Monckton Milnes 'Life, Letters and Literary Remains of John Keats' (1848) vol. 2, p. 91.

This living hand, now warm and capable Of earnest grasping, would, if it were cold And in the icy silence of the tomb, So haunt thy days and chill thy dreaming nights That thou would wish thine own heart dry of blood, So in my veins red life might stream again, And thou be conscience-calm'd. See, here it is-- I hold it towards you.

John Keats
Dream, Heart, Night
'This living hand, now warm and capable' (written 1819)

My heart aches, and a drowsy numbness pains/ My sense, as though of hemlock I had drunk.

John Keats
Pain, Heart, Sadness
'Ode to a Nightingale' (1820) st. 1

Through the sad heart of Ruth, when sick for home She stood in tears amid the alien corn; The same that ofttimes hath Charm'd magic casements, opening on the foam Of perilous seas, in faery lands forlorn.

John Keats
Heart, Home, Sea
"Ode to a Nightingale" l. 61 (1820)

O, sorrow! Why dost borrow Heart's lightness from the merriment of May?

John Keats
Heart, Sorrow, May
John Keats (2013). “Delphi Complete Works of John Keats (Illustrated)”, p.153, Delphi Classics

Thou wast not born for death, immortal Bird! No hungry generations tread thee down; The voice I hear this passing night was heard In ancient days by emperor and clown: Perhaps the self-same song that found a path Through the sad heart of Ruth, when, sick for home, She stood in tears amid the alien corn; The same that ofttimes hath Charm'd magic casements, opening on the foam Of perilous seas, in faery lands forlorn.

John Keats
Song, Home, Heart
"Ode to a Nightingale" l. 61 (1820)

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