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Poetry is the synthesis of hyacinths and biscuits.
Poetry is the synthesis of hyacinths and biscuits.
Feel you the barren flattery of a rhyme?
Can poets soothe you, when you pine for bread,
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Feel you the barren flattery of a rhyme?
Can poets soothe you, when you pine for bread,
By winding myrtle round your ruin'd shed?
Why then we should drop into poetry.
Why then we should drop into poetry.
Of trees I (Krishna) am the fig.
Of trees I (Krishna) am the fig.
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!
Poetry is the utterance of deep and heart-felt truth--the true poet is very near the oracle.
Poetry is the utterance of deep and heart-felt truth--the true poet is very near the oracle.
Poetry is truth dwelling in beauty.
Poetry is truth dwelling in beauty.
Poetry comes nearer to vital truth than history.
Poetry comes nearer to vital truth than history.
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.
