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.
Man please thy maker and be merry set not for this world a cherry.
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…
I have found out everything. We have come to the wrong star... That is what makes life at once so…