What thou lovest well remains.
Rhythm is form cut into time.
The worst mistake I made was that stupid, suburban prejudice of anti-Semitism.
In verse one can take any damn constant one likes, one can alliterate, or assone, or rhyme, or quant, or smack, only one MUST leave the other elements irregular.
To break the pentameter, that was the first heave
That text is known to them that have the patience to read it, possibly one one-hundredth of one percent of the denizens. They forget it, all save a few Western states. I think somebody in Dakota once read it. The Constitution.