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Love without hope, as when the young bird-catcher Swept off his tall hat to the Squire’s own daughter, So let the imprisoned larks escape and fly Singing about her head, as she rode by.

Robert Graves

But that so many scholars are barbarians does not much matter so long as a few of them are ready to help with their specialized knowledge the few independent thinkers, that is to say the poets, who try to to keep civilization alive.
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Civilization Culture Follow Independent Long Obey Respect Said Tradition World
When a dream is born in you With a sudden clamorous pain, When you know the dream is true And lovely, with no flaw nor stain, O then, be careful, or with sudden clutch You’ll hurt the delicate thing you prize so much.
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Born Delicate Dreams Pain True Yourself
Entrance and exit wounds are silvered clean, The track aches only when the rain reminds. The one-legged man forgets his leg of wood, The one-armed man his jointed wooden arm. The blinded man sees with his ears and hands As much or more than once with both his eyes.
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Change Eye Flashback Happy Life Men Moment Movement Rain Summer Weather
There is no such thing as good writing, only good rewriting.
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Goodness Poet Writing
The butterfly, a cabbage-white, (His honest idiocy of flight) Will never now, it is too late, Master the art of flying straight.
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Art Beautiful Butterfly Effect Impress Impressive Refuge Result Saying Stills Truth White Widely
Entrance and exit wounds are silvered clean, The track aches only when the rain reminds. The one-legged man forgets his leg of wood, The one-armed man his jointed wooden arm. The blinded man sees with his ears and hands As much or more than once with both his eyes.
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This seems to me a philosophical question, and therefore irrelevant, question. A poet’s destiny is to love.
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Beautiful Destiny Impress Impressive Noble Philosophical Poet Poetry Result Saying Simplicity Widely
The poet’s first rule must be never to bore his readers; and his best way of keeping this rule is never to bore himself-which, of course, means to write only when he has something urgent to say.
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Famous Writer Hobby Interest Mission Personal Rare Reveal Secret Writing Zeal
Fact is not truth, but a poet who wilfully defies fact cannot achieve truth.
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Achieve Beautiful Effect Impress Impressive Noble Poet Poetry Result Saying Simplicity Widely
Poetry is no more a narcotic than a stimulant; it is a universal bittersweet mixture for all possible household emergencies and its action varies accordingly as it is taken in a wineglass or a tablespoon, inhaled, gargled or rubbed on the chest by hard fingers covered with rings.
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Emergency Mixture Narcotic Poetry Ring Universal
Take your delight in momentariness, Walk between dark and dark a shining space With the grave ‘s narrowness, though not its peace.
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Art Calm Dark Happiness Knowledge Positive Shine Smile Space Top
Fact is not truth, but a poet who wilfully defies fact cannot achieve truth.
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Achieve Beautiful Effect Impress Impressive Noble Poet Poetry Result Saying Simplicity Widely
Prose books are the show dogs I breed and sell to support my cat.
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Book Breed Cat Dog
So when I’m killed, don’t wait for me, Walking the dim corridor; In Heaven or Hell, don’t wait for me, Or you must wait for evermore. You’ll find me buried, living-dead In these verses that you’ve read.
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Heaven Hell Kill Walk
For words of rapture groping, they”Never such love,” swore “ever before was!”
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Difficult Literature Torture Word
I was thinking, “So, I’m Emperor, am I? What nonsense! But at least I’ll be able to make people read my books now.
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Book Energy Innovation Mind People Positive Secrecy Solitude Soul Think Thinking

Love without hope, as when the young bird-catcher Swept off his tall hat to the Squire’s own daughter, So let the imprisoned larks escape and fly Singing about her head, as she rode by.

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