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The butterfly, a cabbage-white, (His honest idiocy of flight) Will never now, it is too late, Master the art of flying straight.

Robert Graves

The decline of true taste for food is the beginning of a decline in a national culture as a whole. When people have lost their authentic personal taste, they lose their personality and become the instruments of other people’s wills.
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Character Culture Grow Hour Mature People Perfection Personality
The sap of Spring in the young wood a-stir Will celebrate with green the Mother, And every song-bird shout awhile for her; But we are gifted, even in November Rawest of seasons, with so huge a sense Of Her nakedly worn magnificence We forget cruelty and past betrayal, Heedless of where the next bright bolt may fall.
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Affection Betrayal Child Children Family Feeling God Husband Mother Motherhood Sacrifice Song Soul
There’s a cool web of language winds us in, Retreat from too much joy or too much fear: We grow sea-green at last and coldly die In brininess and volubility.
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Change Flashback Happy Joy Life Moment Movement Sea Summer Weather Wind
The award of a pure gold medal for poetry would flatter the recipient unduly: no poem ever attains such carat purity.
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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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Fall Heaven Hell Journey Life Luck One Liner Proud Spark Waiting
For words of rapture groping, they”Never such love,” swore “ever before was!”
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Difficult Literature Torture Word
A perfect poem is impossible. Once it had been written, the world would end. Immature poets imitate; mature poets steal.
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Famous Writer Immature Mission One Liner Perfect Personal Poetry Rare Reveal Secret Writing
The award of a pure gold medal for poetry would flatter the recipient unduly: no poem ever attains such carat purity.
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Award Blow Bow Champion Gold Hobby Idea Reading Reward Talk Tide Wind Won Writing
For I now realize that what overcame me that evening was a sudden awareness of the power of intuition, the supra-logic that cuts out all routine processes of thought and leaps straight from problem to answer.
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Aware Cutting Day Habitual Intuition Overcome Power Routine
Truth-loving Persians do not dwell upon The trivial skirmish fought near Marathon.
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Exact Genuine Health Marathon Men Motivation One Liner Race True Truth
Profession, Condition, Poet, Wide, Beautiful, Impressive, Poetry, Effect, Saying, Result, Impress
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Beautiful Break Condition Effect English Grammar Impressive Poet Poetry Profession Result Saying Wide
You mean that people who continue virtuous in an old-fashioned way must inevitably suffer in times like these?
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Class Human Being Inequality Mean Middle People Times Like These Understand Wealth
There’s no money in poetry, but then there’s no poetry in money, either.
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Money Poetry Worth
Any honest housewife would sort them out, Having a nose for fish, an eye for apples.
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I believe that every English poet should read the English classics, master the rules of grammar before he attempts to bend or break them, travel abroad, experience the horrors of sordid passion, and – if he is lucky enough – know the love of an honest woman.
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Beautiful Believe Impress Impressive Passion Poet Poetry Result Saying Simplicity Try
In love as in sport, the amateur status must be strictly maintained.
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Amateur Game Sports Status Strict

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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