Each age has deemed the new-born year the fittest time for festal chee >>
The willow which bends to the tempest, often escapes better than the o >>
The will to do, the soul to dare. >>
Spring has returned. The Earth is like a child that knows poems. >>
A poem begins as a lump in the throat, a sense of wrong, a homesicknes >>
Immature poets imitate, mature poets steal. >>
Teach you children poetry; it opens the mind, lends grace to wisdom and makes the heroic virtues hereditary.