“Consult yourself; and if
you find
A powerful Impulse urge your mind,
Impartial judge within your Breast
What Subject you can manage best;
Whether your Genius most inclines
To satire, praise, or hum’rous Lines,
To Elegies in mournful Tone,
Or Prologue sent from Hand unknown.
Then, rising with Aurora's Light,
The Muse invok’d, sit down to write;
Blot out, correct, insert, refine,
Enlarge, diminish, interline;
Be mindful, when Invention fails,
To scratch your Head, and bite your Nails.”—Anglo-Irish minister and satirist Jonathan Swift (1667-1745), “On Poetry: A Rapsody,” in Restoration and Augustan Poets: Milton to Goldsmith, edited by W. H. Auden and Norman Holmes Pearson (1965)
A powerful Impulse urge your mind,
Impartial judge within your Breast
What Subject you can manage best;
Whether your Genius most inclines
To satire, praise, or hum’rous Lines,
To Elegies in mournful Tone,
Or Prologue sent from Hand unknown.
Then, rising with Aurora's Light,
The Muse invok’d, sit down to write;
Blot out, correct, insert, refine,
Enlarge, diminish, interline;
Be mindful, when Invention fails,
To scratch your Head, and bite your Nails.”—Anglo-Irish minister and satirist Jonathan Swift (1667-1745), “On Poetry: A Rapsody,” in Restoration and Augustan Poets: Milton to Goldsmith, edited by W. H. Auden and Norman Holmes Pearson (1965)
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