1.When John was like, "Now a soft kiss — Aye, by that kiss, I vow an endless bliss."
2.When he wrote, "My love is selfish. I cannot breathe without you.”
3.When he was all, "Heard melodies are sweet, but those unheard / Are sweeter."
4.When he was like, "Do you not see how necessary a World of Pains and troubles is to school an Intelligence and make it a soul?"
5.When he was casually like, "The Poetry of the earth is never dead.”
6.But also when he was all, "Scenery is fine—but human nature is finer."
7.When he was like, "You are always new. The last of your kisses was even the sweetest; the last smile the brightest; the last movement the gracefullest."
8.And when John said, "I wish to believe in immortality—I wish to live with you forever."
9.When he got real and said, "Give me books, French wine, fruit, fine weather and a little music played out of doors by somebody I do not know."
10.When he was simply, "I was never afraid of failure; for I would sooner fail than not be among the greatest."
11.And when he was like, "There is nothing stable in the world; uproar's your only music.”
12.When he was all, "Poetry should strike the Reader as a wording of his own highest thoughts, and appear almost a Remembrance."
13.When he was just like, "Touch has a memory."
14.And finally, when John was like, “Beauty is truth, truth beauty,—that is all / Ye know on earth, and all ye need to know."
Happy 219th birthday, John! Your works of beauty are a joy forever*~
