In Defense Of Poetry

" A sudden blow: the great wings beating still "
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" Busy old fool, unruly son "
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" The sea is calm tonight. The tide is full. "
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" But do not let us quarrel anymore "
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" A slumber did my spirit steal "
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" Fair is foul and foul is fair "
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" His flashing eyes! His floating hair! "
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" So we'll go no more a-roving "
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" Lay your sleeping head, my love Human on my faithless arm "
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" The trees are in their autumn beauty "
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Swiftly, behind the pub;
Expertly, in a pool of blood;
Convulsively, the boots go in:
Now it groans, now there's silence;
There's poetry in violence.

" The winter evening settles down "
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" A snake came to my water trough "
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" Tiger! Tiger! Burning bright! "
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