Quotes About Verse

Under the wide and starry sky,Dig the grave and let me lie.Glad did I live and gladly die,And I laid me down with a will.This be the verse you grave for me:Here he lies where he longed to be;Home is the sailor, home from sea,And the hunter home from the hill.

Well, I'd hardly finished the first verse, said the Hatter, when the Queen bawled out 'He's murdering the time! Off with his head!' How dreadfully savage! exclaimed Alice. and ever since that, the Hatter went on in a mournful tone, he wo'n't do a thing I ask! It's always six o'clock now.

Thirdly, a collection of passages, both prose and verse, from books other than the Bible. There is not perhaps much, in what is called 'un-inspired' literature (a misnomer, I hold: if Shakespeare was not inspired, one may well doubt if any man ever was), that will bear the process of being pondered over, a hundred times: still there are such passages — enough, I think, to make a goodly store for the memory.

James, Chapter Four, seventh verse… 'Submit yourself therefore to God, wherefore he saieth resist the Devil and he will flee from you.'

Universe is just a verse of me, I keep it generic and the niggas take it personally.

Oh, this was a cold day In Peter's wonderful town! The shadow grew dense, and the sundown Like purple fire lay. Let him not want my eyes fair Prophetic and never-changing All life long verse he'll be catching - My conceited lips' empty prayer.

Yet, O LORD, you are our Father. We are the clay, you are the potter; we are all the work of your hand. ISAIAH 64:8

Não é esse o caso da literatura. Essa simula a vida. Um romance é uma história do que nunca foi. (...) Um poema é a expressão de ideias ou de sentimentos em linguagem que ninguém emprega, pois que ninguém fala em verso.

Que de tu cuerpo de ánfora inútil sepa yo extraer el alma de los nuevos versos y de tu ritmo lento de ola efímera, sepan mis dedos temblorosos buscar las líneas pérfidas de una prosa virgen de ser oída.

When you translate poetry in particular, you're obliged to look at how the writer with whom you're working puts together words, sentences, phrases, the triple tension between the line of verse, the syntax and the sentence.

I would say that American poetry has always been a poetry of personal testimony.

The decision to write in prose instead of poetry is made more by the readers than by writers. Almost no one is interested in reading narrative in verse.

The fact that something is in a rhymed form or in blank verse will not make it good poetry.

Write verse, not poetry. The public wants verse. If you have a talent for poetry, then don't by any means mother it, but try your hand at verse.

THE LAW OF THE JUNGLE Just to give you an idea of the immense variety of the Jungle Law, I have translated into verse (Baloo always recited them in a sort of sing-song) a few of the laws that apply to the wolves. There are, of course, hundreds and hundreds more, but these will do for specimens of the simpler rulings.

the count left, murmuring these verses from Pindar: 'Youth is a flower of which love is the fruit … Happy the vintager who picks it after watching it slowly mature.

was once a young lady from Yale,'" said the Gasmask Man. "'Who had verses tattooed on her tail. And on her behind, for the sake of the blind, a duplicate version in braille.

She breathed deeply of the scent of decaying fiction, disintegrating history, and forgotten verse, and she observed for the first time that a room full of books smelled like dessert: a sweet snack made of figs, vanilla, glue, and cleverness. The iron door settled shut behind them, the weight

She breathed deeply of the scent of decaying fiction, disintegrating history, and forgotten verse, and she observed for the first time that a room full of books smelled like dessert: a sweet snack made of figs, vanilla, glue, and cleverness. The

I thought of Matt. I thought of Yael. I thought of the decision I'd made on the plane to finally accept what I already knew in my heart to be true. I thought of the verse about what true love looks like—laying down your life for others.

The word "Verse" is used here as the term most convenient for expressing, and without pedantry, all that is involved in the consideration of rhythm, rhyme, meter, and versification... the subject is exceedingly simple; one tenth of it, possibly may be called ethical; nine tenths, however, appertains to the mathematics.

But this people hath a revolting and a rebellious heart.

There's not a good poet I know who has not at the beck and call of his memory a vast quantity of poetry that composes his mental library.

A beautiful line of verse has twelve feet, and two wings.