the poet is a light and winged and holy thing, n there is no invention in him until he has been inspired and is out of his senses...God takes away he minds of poets, and uses them as his ministers...these beauiful poems are no human, or the work of man, but divine and the work of God; the poets are only he interpreters of the gods by whom they are severally possessed.
PLAtO
8/14/04
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