“My imagination is a monastery, and I am its monk.”
More from John Keats
“On the shore of the wide world I stand alone.”
“I burn’d And ached for wings.”
“The air I breathe in a room empty of you is unhealthy.”
“I have so much of you in my heart.”
“My imagination is a monastery, and I am its monk.”
“On the shore of the wide world I stand alone.”
“I burn’d And ached for wings.”
“The air I breathe in a room empty of you is unhealthy.”
“I have so much of you in my heart.”