"If I was you I'd give that game up; it doesn't pay a working-man to write poetry. I don't know much about the pearly glint of the morning dew or the damask sweetness of the rare wild rose, or the subtle greenness of the serpent's eye --- but I think a poet's claim to greatness depends upon his power to put his passion in the common people."
-- The Shadow Of A Gunman, Sean O'Casey
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