To regard the imagination as metaphysics is to think of it as part of life, and to think of it as part of life is to realize the extent of artifice. We live in the mind.
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The mind can never be satisfied.
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Soldier, there is a war between the mind And sky, between thought and day and night. It is For that the poet is always in the sun, Patches the moon together in his room To his Virgilian cadences, up down, Up down. It is a war that never ends.
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For the poet, the imagination is paramount, and.. He dwells apart in his imagination, as the philosopher dwells in his reason, and as the priest dwells in his belief.. The imagination is the power of the mind over the possibilities of things.
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Apotheosis is not The origin of the major man. He comes, Compact in invincible foils, from reason, Lighted at midnight by the studious eye, Swaddled in revery, the object of The hum of thoughts evaded in the mind..
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The nothingness was a nakedness, a point, Beyond which fact could not progress as fact. Thereon the learning of the man conceived Once more night's pale illuminations, gold Beneath, far underneath, the surface of His eye and audible in the mountain of His ear, the very material of his mind.
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It can never be satisfied, the mind, never.
Out of a thing believed, a thing affirmed: The form on the pillow humming while one sleeps, The aureole above the humming house.. It can never be satisfied, the mind, never.
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A fictive covering Weaves always glistening from the heart and mind.
At the earliest ending of winter, In March, a scrawny cry from outside Seemed like a sound in his mind. He knew that he heard it, A bird's cry, at daylight or before, In the early March wind.
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