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.
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 turned to Aunt Agatha, whose demeanour was now rather like that of one who, picking daisies on the…