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When you write in prose you say what you mean. When you write in rhyme you say what you must.
When you write in prose you say what you mean. When you write in rhyme you say what you must.
Prose--words in their best order;--poetry--the best words in
their best order.
Prose--words in their best order;--poetry--the best words in
their best order.
The poet is in the end probably more afraid of the dogmatist who wants to extract the message from the read more
The poet is in the end probably more afraid of the dogmatist who wants to extract the message from the poem and throw the poem away than he is of the sentimentalist who says, "Oh, just let me enjoy the poem.".
The fatal facility of the octosyllabic verse.
The fatal facility of the octosyllabic verse.
Doeg, though without knowing how or why,
Made a still a blundering kind of melody;
Spurr'd boldly read more
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.
Poetry is the music of the soul, and, above all, of great and feeling souls.
Poetry is the music of the soul, and, above all, of great and feeling souls.
When the brain gets as dry as an empty nut,
When the reason stands on its squarest toes,
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When the brain gets as dry as an empty nut,
When the reason stands on its squarest toes,
When the mind (like a beard) has a "formal cut,"--
There is a place and enough for the pains of prose;
But whenever the May-blood stires and glows,
And the young year draws to the "golden prime,"
And Sir Romeo sticks in his ear a rose,--
Then hey! for the ripple of laughing rhyme!
The finest poetry was first experience.
The finest poetry was first experience.
Poetry is ordinary language raised to the Nth power. Poetry is boned with ideas, nerved and blooded with emotions, all read more
Poetry is ordinary language raised to the Nth power. Poetry is boned with ideas, nerved and blooded with emotions, all held together by the delicate, tough skin of words.
