Autores:
  • It seems that I must bid the Muse to pack, / Choose Plato and Plotinus for a friend / Until imagination, ear and eye, / Can be content with argument and deal / In abstract things; or be derided by / A sort of battered kettle at the heel.

    William Butler Yeats (1962). “Poems of William Butler Yeats”, p.418, Hayes Barton Press