Who then is free? The one who wisely is lord of themselves, who neither poverty, death or captivity terrify, who is strong to resist his appetites and shun honors, and is complete in themselves smooth and round like a globe
A poem is like a painting.
Believe it, future generations.
When you have well thought out your subject, words will come spontaneously.
There is measure in all things.
Mistakes are their own instructors