John Keats Quotes
Now a soft kiss - Aye, by that kiss, I vow an endless bliss. 
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On a half-reapud furrow sound asleep, / Drowsed with the fume of poppies, while thy hook / Spares the next swath and all its twinud flowers.
- John Keats
