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"Come let us haste, the stars grow high, But night sits monarch yet in the mid sky."
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"You need a poetic touch from the outer space? Then you need the moonlight!"
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"I love writing poetry because it's pretty. I love writing pretty."
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"Good poetry does not exist merely for the sake of itself, but rather, is a byproduct of yearning and growth; great poetry canonizes that yearning for the growth of others."
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"The secret of poetry is never explained - is always new. We have not got farther than mere wonder at the delicacy of the touch, & the eternity it inherits. In every house a child that in mere play utters oracles, & knows not that they are such. 'Tis as easy as breath. 'Tis like this gravity, which holds the Universe together, & none knows what it is."
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"The poet knows that he speaks adequately, then, only when he speaks somewhat wildly."
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"A poet is not an inventor. A poet is a player that plays with words on the field of human imagination to excite a reader's mind with the colors of emotion."
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"Old wives keep in memory word of things that once were needful for the wise to know."
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"Five syllables," Apollo said, counting them on his fingers. "That would be real bad."
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"Amore is loveconfessed to you in haiku.Do you love me too?"
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"For awhile after you quit Keats all other poetry seems to be only whistling or humming."
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"The stars, that nature hung in heaven, and filled their lamps with everlasting oil, give due light to the misled and lonely traveller."
Nature

"None can love freedom heartily, but good men; the rest love not freedom, but licence."
Love

"Beauty is nature's brag, and must be shown in courts, at feasts, and high solemnities, where most may wonder at the workmanship."
Nature

"Long is the way and hard, that out of Hell leads up to light."
Struggle

"Where glowing embers through the roomTeach light to counterfeit a gloom..."
Poetry

"Never can true reconcilement grow where wounds of deadly hate have pierced so deep..."
Reflection

"Come let us haste, the stars grow high, But night sits monarch yet in the mid sky."
Poetry

"Of four infernal rivers that disgorge/ Into the burning Lake their baleful streams;/Abhorred Styx the flood of deadly hate,/Sad Acheron of sorrow, black and deep;/Cocytus, nam'd of lamentation loud/ Heard on the rueful stream; fierce Phlegethon/ Whose waves of torrent fire inflame with rage./ Far off from these a slow and silent stream,/ Lethe the River of Oblivion rolls/ Her wat'ry Labyrinth whereof who drinks,/ Forthwith his former state and being forgets,/ Forgets both joy and grief, pleasure and pain."
Literature

"Accuse not Nature she hath done her part Do thou but thine!"
Nature

"A grateful mind by owing owes not, but still pays, at once indebted and discharged; what burden then?"
Gratitude
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