Edmund Clarence Stedman
Edmund Clarence Stedman
Edmund Clarence Stedmanwas an American poet, critic, essayist, banker, and scientist...
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionPoet
Date of Birth8 October 1833
CountryUnited States of America
mother art war
Progress comes by experiment, and this from ennui that leads to voyages, wars, revolutions, and plainly to change in the arts of expression; that cries out to the imagination, and is the nurse of the invention whereof we term necessity the mother.
art believe purple
The poet who does not revere his art, and believe in its sovereignty, is not born to wear the purple.
song poet endeavor
The poet is a creator, not an iconoclast, and never will tamely endeavor to say in prose what can only be expressed in song.
people poet
A poet must sing for his own people.
men hands years
Lo, as I gaze, the statured man, Built up from you large hand appears: A type that nature wills to plan But once in all a people's years.
men rallying-cry giving
Give us a man of God's own mould Born to marshall his fellow-men; One whose fame is not bought and sold At the stroke of a politician's pen. Give us the man of thousands ten, Fit to do as well as to plan; Give us a rallying-cry, and then Abraham Lincoln, give us a Man.
art soul faults
Natural emotion is the soul of poetry, as melody is of music; the same faults are engendered by over-study of either art; there is a lack of sincerity, of irresistible impulse in both the poet and the, composer.
fashion art judging
Fashion is a potency in art, making it hard to judge between the temporary and the lasting.
luck born right-time
Yes, there's a luck in most things; and in none more than being born at the right time.
song joy singing
Faith and joy are the ascensive forces of song.
strong future flames
Is there a rarer being, Is there a fairer sphere Where the strong are not unseeing, And the harvests are not sere; Where, ere the seasons dwindle They yield their due return; Where the lamps of knowledge kindle While the flames of youth still burn?
acceptance men firsts
The critic's first labor is the task of distinguishing between men, as history and their works display them, and the ideals which one and another have conspired to urge upon his acceptance.
imagination dies
The imagination never dies.
music soul wave
Music waves eternal wands,-- Enchantress of the souls of mortals!