Men are monopolists of "stars, garters, buttons and other shining baubles"- unfit to be the guardians of another person's happiness.
You're not free until you've been made captive by supreme belief.
They fought the enemy, we fight fat living and self-pity. Shine, o shine, unfalsifying sun, on this sick scene.
Assign Yogi Berra to Cape Canaveral; he could handle any missile.
Poetry is the art of creating imaginary gardens with real toads.
In a poem the words should be as pleasing to the ear as the meaning is to the mind.