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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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In the hexameter rises the fountain's silvery column:
In the pentameter aye falling in melody back.

In the hexameter rises the fountain's silvery column:
In the pentameter aye falling in melody back.

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No poems can please for long or live that are written by water drinkers.

No poems can please for long or live that are written by water drinkers.

by Horace Found in: Poetry Quotes,
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Poetry is the art of substantiating shadows, and of lending existence to nothing.

Poetry is the art of substantiating shadows, and of lending existence to nothing.

by Edmund Burke Found in: Poetry Quotes,
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The courage of the Poet is to keep ajar the door that leads into madness.

The courage of the Poet is to keep ajar the door that leads into madness.

by Christopher Morley Found in: Poetry Quotes,
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Writing a poem is discovering

Writing a poem is discovering

by Robert Frost Found in: Poetry Quotes,
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The poet is the priest of the invisible.

The poet is the priest of the invisible.

by Wallace Stevens Found in: Poetry Quotes,
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Poetry is itself a thing of God;
He made his prophets poets;and the more
We feel of read more

Poetry is itself a thing of God;
He made his prophets poets;and the more
We feel of poesie do we become
Like God in love and power,--under-makers.

by Philip James Bailey Found in: Poetry Quotes,
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Poetry is the journal of a sea animal living on land, wanting to fly in the air.

Poetry is the journal of a sea animal living on land, wanting to fly in the air.

by Carl Sandburg Found in: Poetry Quotes,
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Poetry is an echo, asking a shadow to dance.

Poetry is an echo, asking a shadow to dance.

by Carl Sandburg Found in: Poetry Quotes,
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