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  But cheerly, cheerly, She loves me dearly...
• What is there in thee, Moon! that thou should'st move My heart so potently?
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• A thing of beauty is a joy forever; Its loveliness increase
  it will never Pass into nothingness. -- John Keats (1795-1821) -- Endymion, Book i...
• He ne'er is crown'd With immortality, who fears to follow Where airy voices lead.
  -- John Keats (1795-1821) -- Endymion, Book ii...
• So many beautiful women and so little time. -- John Barrymore
• So many heads so many wits. -- John Heywood (c. 1565) -- Proverbes, Part i, Chap. iii
• Those green-robed senators of mighty woods, Tall oaks, branch-charmed by the earnest stars, Dream, and so dream all night without a stir.
  -- John Keats (1795-1821) -- Hyperion, Book i...
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