Though she may never compose an epic or a tragic drama in five acts, the woman poet has a singular role and precarious destiny. And, at the moment, in a time lacking in truth and certainty and filled with anguish and despair, no woman should be shamefaced in attempting to give back to the world, through her work, a portion of its lost heart.
―Louise Bogan
"The Heart and the Lyre," essay (1947).
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long poem about everything
Don't you love the Oxford dictionary? When I first read it I thought it was a really long poem about everything.
—David Bowie, BowieNet LiveChat, 4/27/1999.
—David Bowie, BowieNet LiveChat, 4/27/1999.
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Paradise Lost is one of the books which the reader admires and puts down, and forgets to take up again. None ever wished it longer than it is. Its perusal is a duty rather than pleasure.
—Samuel Johnson, “Milton,” The Lives of the English Poets
—Samuel Johnson, “Milton,” The Lives of the English Poets
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