Christiana

“How sad is it when a luxurious imagination is obliged in self defense to deaden its delicacy in vulgarity, and riot in things attainable that it may not have leisure to go mad after things which are not.”
― John Keats

“Bright star, would I were steadfast as thou art--
Not in lone splendour hung aloft the night
And watching, with eternal lids apart,
Like nature's patient, sleepless Eremite.”
― John Keats

“Darkling I listen; and, for many a time
I have been half in love with easeful Death...”
― John Keats, The Complete Poems

“Like a mermaid in sea-weed, she dreams awake, trembling in her soft and chilly nest.”
― John Keats