Poetry Quotes — page 12

When we reflect that all the aspects of Nature, all the emotions of the soul, and all the events of life, have been the subjects of poetry for hundreds and thousands of years, we can hardly wonder that there should be so many resemblances …

Who says that fictions only and false hair Become a verse? Is there in truth no beauty? Is all good structure in a winding stair?

There is a property in the horizon which no man has but he whose eye can integrate all the parts, that is, the poet.

How does the poet speak to men with power, but by being still more a man than they?

It is time to create something new. It is time to strip poetry of meaningless tatters of form, and to clothe her in new, suitable garments.

The exquisite and finely wrought susceptibility invariable marks the temperament of the poet. The cast of originality is the stamp and testimony of genius.

The poet takes us straight into the presence of things. Not by explanation, but by indication

Poetry, a speaking picture... to teach and delight

Imagination in Poetry, as distinguished from mere Fancy, is the transfiguring of the Real, or actual, into the Ideal.

Some force whole regions, in despite O' geography, to change their site; Make former times shake hands with latter, And that which was before come after. But those that write in rhyme still make The one verse for the other's sake;

Romance and poetry, ivy, lichens and wallflowers need ruin to make them grow.

Perhaps no person can be a poet, or even enjoy poetry, without a certain unsoundness of mind.

But he (his musical finesse was such, So nice his ear, so delicate his touch) Made poetry a mere mechanic art, And ev'ry warbler has his tune by heart.

Metaphisics is a word that you, my dear Sir! are no great friend to / but yet you will agree, that a great Poet must be, implicitè if not explicitè, a profound Metaphysician.

'Verse libertines' pioneered the work to get rid of obstacles between that which hampered the poet and separated him from his audience, less a matter of rules and formulae , more a return of spirit.

'Daring with my poem 'Special Pleading' to give myself such freedom as I desired, in my own style'

The late Mr. Froude, with a poet's instinct for unity, chose to regard the whole story of the English Voyages as an aspect of the Protestant Reformation.

Don’t you think that as a people, Americans have less poetry, real poetry, in their souls than any other nations?

A poet of one mood in all my lays, Ranging all life to sing my only love, Like a west wind across the world I move, Sweeping my harp of floods mine own wild way.

Master, Master Poet, Master of our silent desires, The heart of the world quivers with the throbbing of your heart, But it burns not with your song.

Blest pair! if aught my verse avail, No day shall make your memory fail From off the heart of time.

Of all my verse, like not a single line; But like my title, for it is not mine. That title from a better man I stole: Ah, how much better, had I stol'n the whole!

Poetry is the universal language which the heart holds with nature and itself. He who has a contempt for poetry, cannot have much respect for himself, or for anything else.

He who would not be frustrate of his hope to write well hereafter in laudable things ought himself to be a true poem.