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John Keats’s poem “This Living Hand”:
D. T. Max • Every Love Story Is a Ghost Story: A Life of David Foster Wallace
Why do we read and write poetry? (Dead Poets Society)
youtube.comFor of all sad words of tongue or pen,
The saddest are these: "It might have been!"
The saddest are these: "It might have been!"
Maud Muller, by John Greenleaf Whittier
Beauty is truth, truth beauty,—that is all ye know on earth, and all ye need to know.
— John Keats, Ode on a Grecian Urn
According to Goethe, Byron’s poetical power eclipsed all other mortals, and he was not held back by petty morality, being possessed of a virtue of which the bourgeoisie had no conception.
Alan Cardew • Lord Byron: The Perils and Glories of a Classical Education
Fallen angel, 1847 by Alexandre Cabanel (1823-1889)
“the angel fell wounded
And he saw himself surrendered to his feet
Of the hunting tyrant.
Dead-winged and without splendor
the sad, wandering
For these valleys of pain,
He's been moanin... See more
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