Every poet... finds himself born in the midst of prose. He has to struggle from the littleness and obstruction of an act — Thomas Carlyle
Every poet... finds himself born in the midst of prose. He has to struggle from the littleness and obstruction of an act — Thomas Carlyle
Every poet... finds himself born in the midst of prose. He has to struggle from the littleness and obstruction of an act — Thomas Carlyle
Every poet... finds himself born in the midst of prose. He has to struggle from the littleness and obstruction of an act — Thomas Carlyle
Every poet... finds himself born in the midst of prose. He has to struggle from the littleness and obstruction of an act — Thomas Carlyle
Every poet... finds himself born in the midst of prose. He has to struggle from the littleness and obstruction of an act — Thomas Carlyle
Every poet... finds himself born in the midst of prose. He has to struggle from the littleness and obstruction of an act — Thomas Carlyle
Every poet... finds himself born in the midst of prose. He has to struggle from the littleness and obstruction of an act — Thomas Carlyle
Every poet... finds himself born in the midst of prose. He has to struggle from the littleness and obstruction of an act — Thomas Carlyle
Every poet... finds himself born in the midst of prose. He has to struggle from the littleness and obstruction of an act — Thomas Carlyle
Every poet... finds himself born in the midst of prose. He has to struggle from the littleness and obstruction of an act — Thomas Carlyle
Every poet... finds himself born in the midst of prose. He has to struggle from the littleness and obstruction of an act — Thomas Carlyle
Every poet... finds himself born in the midst of prose. He has to struggle from the littleness and obstruction of an act — Thomas Carlyle
Every poet... finds himself born in the midst of prose. He has to struggle from the littleness and obstruction of an act — Thomas Carlyle
Every poet... finds himself born in the midst of prose. He has to struggle from the littleness and obstruction of an act — Thomas Carlyle
Every poet... finds himself born in the midst of prose. He has to struggle from the littleness and obstruction of an act — Thomas Carlyle
Every poet... finds himself born in the midst of prose. He has to struggle from the littleness and obstruction of an act — Thomas Carlyle
Every poet... finds himself born in the midst of prose. He has to struggle from the littleness and obstruction of an act — Thomas Carlyle
Every poet... finds himself born in the midst of prose. He has to struggle from the littleness and obstruction of an act — Thomas Carlyle
Every poet... finds himself born in the midst of prose. He has to struggle from the littleness and obstruction of an act — Thomas Carlyle
Every poet... finds himself born in the midst of prose. He has to struggle from the littleness and obstruction of an act — Thomas Carlyle
Every poet... finds himself born in the midst of prose. He has to struggle from the littleness and obstruction of an act — Thomas Carlyle
Every poet... finds himself born in the midst of prose. He has to struggle from the littleness and obstruction of an act — Thomas Carlyle
Every poet... finds himself born in the midst of prose. He has to struggle from the littleness and obstruction of an act — Thomas Carlyle
Every poet... finds himself born in the midst of prose. He has to struggle from the littleness and obstruction of an act — Thomas Carlyle
Every poet... finds himself born in the midst of prose. He has to struggle from the littleness and obstruction of an act — Thomas Carlyle
Every poet... finds himself born in the midst of prose. He has to struggle from the littleness and obstruction of an act — Thomas Carlyle
Every poet... finds himself born in the midst of prose. He has to struggle from the littleness and obstruction of an act — Thomas Carlyle
Every poet... finds himself born in the midst of prose. He has to struggle from the littleness and obstruction of an act — Thomas Carlyle
Every poet... finds himself born in the midst of prose. He has to struggle from the littleness and obstruction of an act — Thomas Carlyle
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Every poet... finds himself born in the midst of prose. He has to struggle from the littleness and obstruction of an actual world into the freedom and infinitude of an ideal.

— Thomas Carlyle
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