Quotes About Muse

But least is he who, with enchanted eyes Filled with high visions of fair shapes to be, Muses which god he shall immortalize In the proud Parian's perpetuity, Till twilight warns him from the punctual skies That the night cometh wherein none shall see.

Lo I the man, whose Muse whilome did maske, As time her taught in lowly Shepheards weeds, Am now enforst a far vnfitter taske, For trumpets sterne to chaunge mine Oaten reeds, And sing of Knights and Ladies gentle deeds; Whose prayses hauing slept in silence long, Me, all too meane, the sacred Muse areeds To blazon broad emongst her learned throng: Fierce warres and faithfull loues shall moralize my song. 2 Helpe then, ô holy Virgin chiefe of nine, Thy weaker Nouice to performe thy will

LO I the man, whose Muse whilome did maske, As time her taught, in lowly Shepheards weeds, Am now enforst a far vnfitter taske, For trumpets sterne to chaunge mine Oaten reeds, And sing of Knights and Ladies gentle deeds; Whose prayses hauing slept in silence long, Me, all too meane, the sacred Muse areeds To blazon broad emongst her learned throng: Fierce warres and faithfull loues shall moralize my song.

Tell me, Muse, of the man of many wiles.

To wake the soul by tender strokes of art,To raise the genius, and to mend the heart;To make mankind, in conscious virtue bold,Live o'er each scene, and be what they behold:For this the Tragic Muse first trod the stage.

Ye sacred nine

Love passed, the muse appeared, the weatherof mind got clarity newfound;now free, I once more weave togetheremotion, thought, and magic sound.

Greece was a muse. It inspired creativity in magical ways that I can't even begin to understand or explain.

Poems evolve. I don't feel like I choose them; they just come to me.

And muse on Nature with a poet's eye.

To Melpomene, the Muse of Tragedy, I hope you're pleased with yourself

She had been the "muse" of a writer for a while. You hardly heard his name anymore. He was quite famous at the time, although possibly more famous for his lifestyle than his works. He was unfaithful and drank from breakfast to bedtime. Boozing and whoring, he said, the Rights of Man. She had been one of his trophies, "muse" a fancy word for mistress. He lived in Chelsea but had a wife and three small children tucked away in the country somewhere.

Most people assume that a muse is a creature of perfect beauty, poise and grace. Like the creatures from Greek mythology. They're wrong. In fact, there should be a marked absence of perfection in a muse--a gaping hole between what she is and what she might be. The ideal muse is a woman whose rough edges and contradictions drive you to fill in the blanks of her character. She is the irritant to your creativity. A remarkable possibility, waiting to be formed.

The muse is a fickle bitch. Woke me at five. You're

The power of our Muse lies in her meaninglessness. Even the style can turn one into a slave if one does not run away from it, and then one is doomed to repeat oneself.

I'm always resisting [my muse]. I'm resisting her power.

Truly, I would the gods had made thee poetical.

Be thou the tenth Muse.

O for a muse of fire, that would ascend the brightest heaven of invention.

I never write when I'm drunk. Why should one need aids? The Muse is a high-spirited girl who doesn't like to be brutally or coarsely wooed. And she doesn't like slavish devotion then she lies.

Ancient Greece was and is a muse because it was the first to recognize beauty and march towards it without fear.

His silence helps him come off as something of a seer, a whispering muse.

The muse is the mystic force, but you are the master.

It's the witching hour once more-When the Muse comes out to play.He calls me through that magic door-Where galaxies of worlds await!