Poetry is a language pared down to its essentials.
Speak against unconscious oppression, Speak against the tyranny of the unimaginative, Speak against bonds.
Genius... is the capacity to see ten things where the ordinary man sees one.
America, my country, is almost a continent and hardly yet a nation.
Fit for kings, formal gardens afford an earthly Elysium and the odd impression that we mere men might actually control nature for a time.
Poetry is about as much a 'criticism of life' as red-hot iron is a criticism of fire.