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But if his experience is a vague and incomplete one , his mind , instead of
working vigorously to create for itself , will lazily turn away to remember what
some one else has said about the same kind of thing , and since one mind can
never ...
But if his experience is a vague and incomplete one , his mind , instead of
working vigorously to create for itself , will lazily turn away to remember what
some one else has said about the same kind of thing , and since one mind can
never ...
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his authority by using these traditional forms , is able to impress them with his
own personal sense of rhythm in such a way that they never grow stale , and are
indeed new things with each new poet who uses them . And so poetry is
beautifully ...
his authority by using these traditional forms , is able to impress them with his
own personal sense of rhythm in such a way that they never grow stale , and are
indeed new things with each new poet who uses them . And so poetry is
beautifully ...
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Thou waitest for the spark from Heaven : and we , Light half - believers of our
casual creeds , Who never deeply felt , nor clearly will ' d , Whose insight never
has borne fruit in deeds . Whose vague resolves never have been fulfill ' d ; For ...
Thou waitest for the spark from Heaven : and we , Light half - believers of our
casual creeds , Who never deeply felt , nor clearly will ' d , Whose insight never
has borne fruit in deeds . Whose vague resolves never have been fulfill ' d ; For ...
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