This be my pilgrimage and goal Daily to march and find The secret phrases of the soul, The evangels of the mind.
John DrinkwaterThere can be no proof that Blake's lyric is composed of the best words in the best order; only a conviction, accepted by our knowledge and judgment, that it is so.
John DrinkwaterAny 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.
John Drinkwater