You speak of Lord Byron and me; there is this great difference between us. He describes what he sees I describe what I imagine. Mine is the hardest task.
Much have I traveled in the realms of gold, and many goodly states and kingdoms seen.
They swayed about upon a rocking horse, And thought it Pegasus.
A thing of beauty is a joy forever.
All writing is a form of prayer.
With a great poet the sense of Beauty overcomes every other consideration, or rather obliterates all consideration.