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Wednesday, March 2, 2011

romantic living

these pictures remind me of fairytales
i dream like this everyday 

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Far, far around shall those dark-cluster'd trees
  Fledge the wild-ridgèd mountains steep by steep;  
And there by zephyrs, streams, and birds, and bees,
  The moss-lain Dryads shall be lull'd to sleep;
And in the midst of this wide quietness
A rosy sanctuary will I dress
With the wreath'd trellis of a working brain,
  With buds, and bells, and stars without a name,
With all the gardener Fancy e'er could feign,
  Who breeding flowers, will never breed the same;
And there shall be for thee all soft delight
        That shadowy thought can win,
A bright torch, and a casement ope at night,
        To let the warm Love in!

- john keats
ode to psyche














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