That prose is a verse, and verse is a prose; convincing all, by demonstrating plain – poetic souls delight in prose insane
Lord ByronFor what were all these country patriots born? To hunt, and vote, and raise the price of corn?
Lord ByronI am the very slave of circumstance And impulse borne away with every breath! Misplaced upon the throne misplaced in life. I know not what I could have been, but feel I am not what I should be let it end.
Lord Byron