There is The Bard, and then there is The Professor.
Cherish your memories.
Daffy-down-dilly is come up to town, / In her yellow petticoat and her green gown.
Tor is a term for a craggy outcrop or lookout.
One could do worse than be a swinger of birches.
Although thoroughly postmodern, the American poet Theodore Roethke would have been at home with almost any of the lyric poets of the 16th and 17th centuries.
Some poets live to regret having written wildly successful poems…
Little Princess Mee is a Hobbit poem that was among those written in the margins of the Red Book of Westmarch.
Well known, for good reason. If you are mourning, it helps to think of things this way.
Neither dash nor dot means anything; it is the difference between that makes the Morse code possible.