I will not leave a corner of my consciousness covered up, but saturate myself with the strange and extraordinary new conditions of this life, and it will all refine itself into poetry later on.

The darkness crumbles away It is the same old druid Time as ever.

You mustnt forget the circumstances I have been brought up in, the little education I have had.

I will not leave a corner of my consciousness covered up, but saturate myself with the strange and extraordinary new conditions of this life, and it will all refine itself into poetry later on.

Earth has waited for them, All the time of their growth Fretting for their decay: Now she has them at last.

I cant look at things in the simple, large way that great poets do.

I can only say that one's individual situation is more real and important to oneself than the devastations of fates and empires especially when they do not vitally affect oneself