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 1    1|       celestial bodies, if the poet did not speak so much from
 2    1| England and live the life of a poet. He should have gone up
 3    3|       I have frequently seen a poet withdraw, having enjoyed
 4    3|       it for many years when a poet has put his farm in rhyme,
 5    3|        in conceiving then. The poet or the artist never yet
 6    4|       to linen paper. Says the poet Mir Camar Uddin Mast, "Being
 7    4|      wit and poetry of a Greek poet, and has any sympathy to
 8   11|        that retreat of which a poet has since sung, beginning,~ ~
 9   11|                     And here a poet builded,~ ~
10   12|       his proper objects, as a poet or naturalist it may be,
11   13| sweetbriers tremble. - Eh, Mr. Poet, is it you? How do you like
12   13|                                Poet. See those clouds; how they
13   13|                                Poet. How now, Hermit, is it
14   13|      any; for why should not a poet's cat be winged as well
15   14|        of older date. I took a poet to board for a fortnight
16   14|       the pertinent words of a poet recurred to me with new
17   15|    most dismal tempests, was a poet. A farmer, a hunter, a soldier,
18   15|        but nothing can deter a poet, for he is actuated by pure