Do 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.
A. E. HOUSMANLook 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.
More A. E. Housman Quotes
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And silence sounds no worse than cheers After earth has stopped the ears.
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There, like the wind through woods in riot, Through him the gale of life blew high; The tree of man was never quiet: Then ’twas the Roman, now ’tis I.
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I do not choose the right word, I get rid of the wrong one.
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And silence sounds no worse than cheers After earth has stopped the ears.
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All knots that lovers tie Are tied to sever. Here shall your sweetheart lie, Untrue for ever.
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I, a stranger and afraid, in a world I never made.
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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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When the journey’s over, There’ll be time enough to sleep.
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Nature, not content with denying him the ability to think, has endowed him with the ability to write.
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You smile upon your friend to-day, To-day his ills are over; You hearken to the lover’s say, And happy is the lover. ‘Tis late to hearken, late to smile, But better late than never: I shall have lived a little while Before I die for ever.
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The laws of God, the laws of man, He may keep that will and can; Not I: let God and man decree Laws for themselves and not for me.
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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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The thoughts of others Were light and fleeting, Of lovers’ meeting Or luck or fame. Mine were of trouble, And mine were steady; So I was ready When trouble came.
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Ale, man, ale’s the stuff to drink for fellows whom it hurts to think.
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Ten thousand times I’ve done my best and all’s to do again.
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