Every poet knows the pun is Pierian, that it springs from the same soil as the Muse?a matching and shifting of vowels and consonants, an adroit assonance sometimes derided as jackassonance.
From compromise and things half done, Keep me with stern and stubborn pnde; And when at last the fight is won, God, keep me still unsatisfied.Louis Untermeyer
God, though this life is but a wraith, Although we know not what we use, Although we grope with little faith, Give me the heart to fight and lose.Louis Untermeyer
Laughter shall drown the raucous shout;And, though these shelt’ring walls are thin,May they be strong to keep hate outAnd hold love in.Louis Untermeyer
Come, drink the mystic wine of Night, brimming with silence and the stars; while Earth, bathed in this holy light, is seen without its scars.Louis Untermeyer