And not a girl goes walking Along the Cotswold lanes But knows men's eyes in April Are quicker than their brains.

A lyric, it is true, is the expression of personal emotion, but then so is all poetry, and to suppose that there are several kinds of poetry, differing from each other in essence, is to be deceived by wholly artificial divisions which have no real being.

Poetry is the communication through words of certain experiences that can be communicated in no other way.

We recognise in the finished art, which is the result of these conditions, the best words in the best order - poetry; and to put this essential poetry into different classes is impossible.

And not a girl goes walking Along the Cotswold lanes But knows men's eyes in April Are quicker than their brains.

This be my pilgrimage and goal Daily to march and find The secret phrases of the soul, The evangels of the mind.

Any long work in which poetry is persistent, be it epic or drama or narrative, is really a succession of separate poetic experiences governed into a related whole by an energy distinct from that which evoked them.