Two Souls Dwell, Alas! In My Breast.

Where The Light Is Brightest, The Shadows Are Deepest.

There Is A Great Difference, Whether The Poet Seeks The Particular For The Sake Of The General Or Sees The General In The Particular. From The Former Procedure There Ensues Allegory, In Which The Particular Serves Only As Illustration, As Example Of The General. The Latter Procedure, However, Is Genuinely The Nature Of Poetry; It Expresses Something Particular, Without Thinking Of The General Or Pointing To It.

For Usually People Resist As Long As They Can To Dismiss The Fool They Harbor In Their Bosom, They Resist To Confess A Major Mistake Or To Admit A Truth That Makes Them Despair.

At Bottom, No Real Object Is Unpoetical, If The Poet Knows How To Use It Properly.

Waste Not A Day In Vain Digression; With Resolute, Courageous Trust Seek Every Possible Impression And Make It Firmly Your Posession You'll Then Work On Because You Must.