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 1 1 |         Tyrtaeus: O most divine poet, we will say to him, the
 2 1 |      battles. And we too have a poet whom we summon as a witness,
 3 1 |          and was praised by the poet at the right time, yet in
 4 2 |     conditioned parents? Is the poet to train his choruses as
 5 2 |       persuade, will compel the poet to express, as he ought,
 6 2 |         lives in misery? As the poet says, and with truth: I
 7 2 |         to the rhythm which the poet has assigned to it?~Cleinias.
 8 2 |       poets themselves. For the poet need not know the third
 9 3 |     That seems to be a charming poet of yours; I have read some
10 3 |        to nature, as the Theban poet Pindar once said; and the
11 4 |         him?~Athenian. That the poet, according to the tradition
12 7 |    Shall we make a law that the poet shall compose nothing contrary
13 7 |    forward in the spirit of the poet:~Telemachus, some things
14 7 |  strings give one sound and the poet or composer of the melody
15 8 |       victors—not however every poet, but only one who in the
16 8 |   language of tragedy? When the poet introduces on the stage
17 10|       idle, like those whom the poet compares to stingless drones?~
18 11|        innocent humour. A comic poet, or maker of iambic or satirical
19 11| whatever he rejects let not the poet himself exhibit, or ever
20 12|        original arms, which the poet says were presented to Peleus
21 12|         and vice? Or shall some poet who has found his way into