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One merit of poetry few persons will deny: it says more and in fewer words than prose.

Francis Webb is easily our greatest poet and one of the greatest poets in the world but he’s hardly ever mentioned.

The poet begins where the man ends. The man’s lot is to live his human life, the poet’s to invent what is nonexistent.

Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered weak and weary.

I’ve read some of your modern free verse and wonder who set it free.

Poetry is life distilled.

As to the pure mind all things are pure, so to the poetic mind all things are poetical.

The poet gives us his essence, but prose takes the mold of the body and mind.

Oh eyes, no eyes, but fountains fraught with tears; O life, no life, but lively form of death; Oh world, no world, but mass of public wrongs.

The rudiment of verse may, possibly, be found in the spondee.

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