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    Doeg, though without knowing how or why,
    Made a still a blundering kind of melody;
    Spurr'd boldly on, and dash'd through thick and thin,
    Through sense and nonsense, never out nor in;
    Free from all meaning whether good or bad,
    And in one word, heroically mad.

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All bad poetry springs from genuine feeling.

All bad poetry springs from genuine feeling.

by Oscar Wilde Found in: Poetry Quotes,
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A poet can survive everything but a misprint.

A poet can survive everything but a misprint.

by Oscar Wilde Found in: Poetry Quotes,
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For me, poetry is an evasion of the real job of writing prose.

For me, poetry is an evasion of the real job of writing prose.

by Sylvia Plath Found in: Poetry Quotes,
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Poetry is thoughts that breathe, and words that burn.

Poetry is thoughts that breathe, and words that burn.

by Thomas Gray Found in: Poetry Quotes,
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The finest poetry was first experience.

The finest poetry was first experience.

by Ralph Waldo Emerson Found in: Poetry Quotes,
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You will not find poetry anywhere unless you bring some of it with you.

You will not find poetry anywhere unless you bring some of it with you.

by Joseph Joubert Found in: Poetry Quotes,
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Poetry is not a profession, it is a destiny.

Poetry is not a profession, it is a destiny.

by Mikhail Dudan Found in: Poetry Quotes,
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Poetry is finer and more philosophical than history; for poetry expresses the universal, and history only the particular.

Poetry is finer and more philosophical than history; for poetry expresses the universal, and history only the particular.

by Aristotle Found in: Poetry Quotes,
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Poetry is an orphan of silence. The words never quite equal the experience behind them.

Poetry is an orphan of silence. The words never quite equal the experience behind them.

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