“We hate poetry that has a palpable design upon us — and if we do not agree, seems to put its hand in its breeches pocket. Poetry should be great and unobtrusive, a thing which enters into one's soul, and does not startle or amaze with itself, but with its subject.”

—  John Keats

Letter to John Hamilton Reynolds (February 3, 1818)
Letters (1817–1820)

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