. A poet! - He hath put his heart to school,
Nor dares to move unpropped upon the staff
Which art hath lodged within his hand- must laugh
By precept only, and shed tears by rule.
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art is heart it comes forth from within to hinge on the world smiling like a bloom waiting for someone to fall in love with
And so the grandeur of the Forest-tree Comes not by casting in a formal mould, But from its own divine vitality. William Wordsworth