We ought not to extract pernicious honey from poison blossoms of misrepresentation and mendacious half-truth, to pamper the course appetite of bigotry and self-love.
Samuel Taylor ColeridgeRead
I wish our clever young poets would remember my homely definitions of prose and poetry; that is, prose = words in their best order; - poetry = the best words in the best order.
Interpretation
The quote emphasizes the distinction between prose and poetry based on the arrangement and choice of words.
Samuel Taylor Coleridge highlights the essence of prose and poetry by defining prose as 'words in their best order' and poetry as 'the best words in the best order'. This suggests that while both forms utilize language, poetry seeks a higher level of craftsmanship and precision in word selection and arrangement to achieve artistic expression.
In practice
In a creative writing workshop, to explain the importance of word choice, I would use Coleridge's quote.
We ought not to extract pernicious honey from poison blossoms of misrepresentation and mendacious half-truth, to pamper the course appetite of bigotry and self-love.
Common sense in an uncommon degree is what the world calls wisdom.
And all who heard should see them there, And all should cry, Beware! Beware! His flashing eyes, his floating hair! Weave a circle round him thrice, And close your eyes with holy dread, For he on honey-dew hath fed, And drunk the milk of Paradise.
Often do the spirits stride on before the event; and in today already walks tomorrow.
Mr. Lyell's system of geology is just half the truth, and no more. He affirms a great deal that is true, and he denies a great deal which is equally true; which is the general characteristic of all systems not embracing the whole truth.
To believe and to understand are not diverse things, but the same things in different periods of growth.
I was an only child. I lost both my parents. By the time I was twenty I was bald. I'm homosexual. In the way of circumstances and background to transcend I had everything an artist could possibly want. It was practically a blueprint.
In the elder days of art Builders wrought with greatest care Each minute and unseen part, For the Gods are everywhere
What the human eye observes casually and incuriously, the eye of the camera (the lens) notes with relentless fidelity.
Many attempts have been made by writers on art and poetry to define beauty in the abstract, to express it in the most general terms, to find some universal formula for it.
In Bach, the vital cells of music are united as the world is in God.
Of course poets have morals and manners of their own, and custom is no argument with them.
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