Luck’s a chance, but trouble’s sure.
A. E. HOUSMANDo not ever read books about versification: no poet ever learnt it that way. If you are going to be a poet, it will come to you naturally and you will pick up all you need from reading poetry.
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That is the land of lost content, I see it shining plain, the happy highways where I went and cannot come again.
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Poetry is not the thing said, but the way of saying it.
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When the journey’s over, There’ll be time enough to sleep.
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They say my verse is sad: no wonder; Its narrow measure spans Tears of eternity, and sorrow, Not mine. but man’s.
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A moment’s thought would have shown him. But a moment is a long time, and thought is a painful process.
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The troubles of our proud and angry dust are from eternity, and shall not fail. Bear them we can, and if we can we must. Shoulder the sky, my lad, and drink your ale.
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Ale, man, ale’s the stuff to drink for fellows whom it hurts to think.
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Some men are more interesting than their books but my book is more interesting than its man.
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His folly has not fellow Beneath the blue of day That gives to man or woman His heart and soul away.
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Hope lies to mortals And most believe her, But man’s deceiver Was never mine.
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The fairies break their dances And leave the printed lawn.
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I do not choose the right word, I get rid of the wrong one.
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Look not in my eyes, for fear They mirror true the sight I see, And there you find your face too clear And love it and be lost like me.
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Tomorrow, more’s the pity, Away we both must hie, To air the ditty and to earth I.
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Who made the world I cannot tell; ‘Tis made, and here am I in hell. My hand, though now my knuckles bleed, I never soiled with such a deed.
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