Quotes About Verse

As a child, I learned hundreds of poems by heart, which I can recite to this day.

We are, in the main, 'word-blind' to Pre-Raphaelite and Decadent verse. This blindness results from a major change in habits of sensibility. Our contemporary sense of the poetic, our often unexamined presumptions about valid or spurious uses of figurative speech have developed from a conscious negation of fin de siécle ideals.

I will not listen to your verse on an empty stomach! declared the Vicomte. You have no soul, said Philippe sadly. But I have a stomach, and it cries aloud for sustenance. I weep for you, said Philip. Why do I waste my poetic gems upon you?

I love writing songs. One of the toughest things is structure; it just works when you use verse, chorus, verse, chorus, bridge. And as soon as you become aware of that formula, you start to have a bad conscience when you write with that particular structure.

Yet, do thy worst, old Time; despite thy wrong, My love shall in my verse ever live young.

the quality of certain scraps of verse which take hold of us and stay in our memories, we do not understand why, at first: all the words being the right words, none of them is conspicuous, and so they all seem inconspicuous, therefore we wonder what it is about them that makes their message take hold.

Even up until these final eons of time, we felt we could create anything. We could build ourselves a heaven. But why? We were Heaven already. Only in the very end did we try to build a S.O.U.L. That which would outlast V.E.M., outlast The Verse, outlast death. But it was impossible. Or we were too late. Though still the H.O.L.Y. tried. And built Hell instead.

pages of books--he steps inside magical stories, inviting readers to come along for the ride. Witty verse and verse and fantastical

Can there really be a form of verse where all that counts is the number of syllables in a line? No patterning of stress at all? What is the point? Well, that is a fair and intelligent question and I congratulate myself for asking it.

Okay, so he wasn't dreaming anymore, but did this fall into same song second verse? He would just have to play this out and see what happened.

Marlowe's mighty line.

With victory, the denizens of Room 13 emerged, blinking, into the light. An anonymous poet in Section 17M marked the occasion with a verse entitled "De Profundibus." In the depths of the fusty dungeons, In the bowels of NID Where wild surmise or blatant lies Are digested for those at sea, The in-trays are all empty, The dreary toil is done, And with mental daze and bleary gaze The Troglodytes see the sun.

La boca de la Nela, estéticamente hablando, era desabrida, fea; pero quizás podía merecer elogios, aplicándole el verso de Polo de Medina: «es tan linda su boca que no pide».

If you listen to most songs, most people will not sing the words of the lead singer. They will sing the hook. The hook is what makes the record sell.

weaving his verbal wreaths, in prose and verse, of marvellous poison ivy.

Chicago sounds rough to the maker of verse. One comfort we have - Cincinnati sounds worse.

The first English poet to use rhyme — in his Latin verse — was Aldhelm, in the eighth century, who, it will be noted, was a pupil of the Irish monk, Mael-dubh, whose school was on the site of the present English city of Malmesbury.

I love to write poetry.

I wrote a great deal of verse. In fact, every time I fell in love, which was rather often, I burst into the emotional sort of thing which is perennially salable.

The language of the poem is the language of particulars.

This is the only verse in the entire Old Testament that uses the term "everlasting life.

When I turned 18, my mom, my nana and I all went and had tattoos of our favorite Bible verses put on the inside of our wrists. Mine is 1st Timothy, 4:12.

Other theories regarding this verse have been put forward by those who believe God will give his consent to angels that they may finally freely mix with people.

Sometimes the pagan spirit of Roman poetry arouses qualms. Guibert of Nogent confesses in his autobiography that early in his monastic life he took up verse making and even fell into "certain obscene words and composed brief writings, worthless and immodest, in fact bereft of all decency," before abandoning this shocking practice in favor of commentaries on the Scriptures.