As I lay asleep in Italy There came a voice from over the Sea, And with great power it forth led me To walk in the visions of Poesy.
A drainless shower Of light is poesy: 'tis the supreme of power; 'Tis might half slumbering on its own right arm.
Ay, Much is the force of heaven-bred poesy.
Unbind the charms that in slight fables lie and teach that truth is truest poesy.
Superstition is the poesy of practical life; hence, a poet is none the worse for being superstitious.
A-POC respects that there is a fine balance between the value of the human touch, which can be called artisanal, and the abilities of technology. I like to think of it as poesy and technology.
Because the acts or events of true history have not that magnitude which satisfieth the mind of man, poesy feigneth acts and events greater and more heroical.
