Style is not something applied. It is something that permeates. It is of the nature of that in which it is found, whether the poem, the manner of a god, the bearing of a man. It is not a dress.
I travel light; as light, That is, as a man can travel who will Still carry his body around because…
Mistress of Vision All things by immortal power, Near or far, Hiddenly To each other linked are, That thou canst…
Honesty is praised and starves. (Probitas laudatur et alget)