Date: 1818

"[L]ove doth scathe, / The gentle heart, as northern blasts do roses"

— Keats, John (1795-1821)

Date: 1818

The "springing verdure" of the heart may be frosted

— Keats, John (1795-1821)

Date: 1818

The soul may be weeded of care

— Keats, John (1795-1821)

Date: 1820

Lovers may share the "inward fragrance of each other's heart"

— Keats, John (1795-1821)

Date: 1820

"Sudden a thought came like a full-blown rose, / Flushing his brow, and in his pained heart / Made purple riot"

— Keats, John (1795-1821)

Date: 1820

"How to entangle, trammel up and snare / Your soul in mine, and labyrinth you there / Like the hid scent in an unbudded rose?"

— Keats, John (1795-1821)

Date: 1838

The soul "may be a lawn besprinkled o'er with flowers, and stirring shades, and baffled beams"

— Keats, John (1795-1821)