What is a Sonnet? 'Tis the pearly shell
That murmurs of the far-off, murmuring sea;
A precious jewel carved most curiously;
It is a little picture painted well.
What is a Sonnet? 'Tis the tear that fell
From a great poet's hidden ecstasy;
A two-edged sword, a star, a song--ah me!
Sometimes a heavy tolling funeral bell.
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There's no money in poetry, but then there's no poetry in money, either.
There's no money in poetry, but then there's no poetry in money, either.
Poetry is an echo, asking a shadow to dance.
Poetry is an echo, asking a shadow to dance.
A poet looks at the world the way a man looks at a woman.
A poet looks at the world the way a man looks at a woman.
To have great poets, there must be great audiences too.
To have great poets, there must be great audiences too.
Poetry is the art of uniting pleasure with truth.
Poetry is the art of uniting pleasure with truth.
Poetry heals the wounds inflicted by reason.
Poetry heals the wounds inflicted by reason.
For florid prose, nor honied lies of rhyme,
Can blazon evil deeds, or consecrate a crime.
For florid prose, nor honied lies of rhyme,
Can blazon evil deeds, or consecrate a crime.
The true poem is the poet's mind.
The true poem is the poet's mind.
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.
