I'll publish, right or wrong: Fools are my theme, let satire be my song.
1809 English Bards and Scotch Reviewers, l.5-6.
My soul is awakened, my spirit is soaring; And carried aloft on the wings of the breeze; For above and around me the wild wind is roaring, Arousing to rapture the earth and the seas.anne brontë
There's something in a flying horse, There's something in a huge balloon.william wordsworth
We dance round in a ring and suppose, But the Secret sits in the middle and knowsrobert frost
[I] do not like poems that resemble hay compressed into a geometrically perfect cube. I like it when the hay, unkempt, uncombed, with dry berries mixed in it, thrown together gaily and freely, bounces along atop some truck—and more, if there are some lovely and healthy lasses atop the hay—and better yet if the branches catch at the hay, and some of it tumbles to the road.yevgeny yevtushenko
I by no means rank poetry high in the scale of intelligence this may look like affectation but it is my real opinion it is the lava of the imagination, whose eruption prevents an earthquakelord byron
Poetry is man's rebellion against being what he is.james branch cabell
He who draws noble delights from sentiments of poetry is a true poet, though he has never written a line in all his life.George Sand
Still may syllables jar with time, Still may reason war with rhyme, * Resting never!Ben Jonson
I'll publish right or wrong: Fools are my theme, let satire be my song.lord byron
Hark! to the hurried question of despair: "Where is my child?" an echo answers, "Where?"lord byron
Poetry is the art of substantiating shadows, and of lending existence to nothing.Edmund Burke
I could define poetry this way: it is that which is lost out of both prose and verse in translation.robert frost
All that is worth remembering in life, is the poetry of it.william hazlitt
As civilization advances, poetry almost necessarily declines.
A needless Alexandrine ends the song, That, like a wounded snake, drags its slow length along.Alexander Pope
We make out of the quarrel with others, rhetoric, but of the quarrel with ourselves, poetry.William Butler Yeats
A drainless shower Of light is poesy: 'tis the supreme of power; 'Tis might half slumbering on its own right arm.john keats
I consider poetry very subordinate to moral and political science.Percy Bysshe Shelley
Poets utter great and wise things which they do not themselves understand.Plato