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Lewis Carroll (1832-1898)

Poeta Fit, Non Nascitur


              1"How shall I be a poet?
              2How shall I write in rhyme?
              3You told me once `the very wish
              4Partook of the sublime.'
              5The tell me how! Don't put me off
              6With your `another time'!"

              7The old man smiled to see him,
              8To hear his sudden sally;
              9He liked the lad to speak his mind
            10Enthusiastically;
            11And thought "There's no hum-drum in him,
            12Nor any shilly-shally."

            13"And would you be a poet
            14Before you've been to school?
            15Ah, well! I hardly thought you
            16So absolute a fool.
            17First learn to be spasmodic --
            18A very simple rule.

            19"For first you write a sentence,
            20And then you chop it small;
            21Then mix the bits, and sort them out
            22Just as they chance to fall:
            23The order of the phrases makes
            24No difference at all.

            25"Then, if you'd be impressive,
            26Remember what I say,
            27That abstract qualities begin
            28With capitals alway:
            29The True, the Good, the Beautiful --
            30Those are the things that pay!

            31"Next, when we are describing
            32A shape, or sound, or tint;
            33Don't state the matter plainly,
            34But put it in a hint;
            35And learn to look at all things
            36With a sort of mental squint."

            37"For instance, if I wished, Sir,
            38Of mutton-pies to tell,
            39Should I say `dreams of fleecy flocks
            40Pent in a wheaten cell'?"
            41"Why, yes," the old man said: "that phrase
            42Would answer very well.

            43"Then fourthly, there are epithets
            44That suit with any word --
            45As well as Harvey's Reading Sauce
            46With fish, or flesh, or bird --
            47Of these, `wild,' `lonely,' `weary,' `strange,'
            48Are much to be preferred."

            49"And will it do, O will it do
            50To take them in a lump --
            51As `the wild man went his weary way
            52To a strange and lonely pump'?"
            53"Nay, nay! You must not hastily
            54To such conclusions jump.

            55"Such epithets, like pepper,
            56Give zest to what you write;
            57And, if you strew them sparely,
            58They whet the appetite:
            59But if you lay them on too thick,
            60You spoil the matter quite!

            61"Last, as to the arrangement:
            62Your reader, you should show him,
            63Must take what information he
            64Can get, and look for no im­
            65mature disclosure of the drift
            66And purpose of your poem.

            67"Therefore to test his patience --
            68How much he can endure --
            69Mention no places, names, or dates,
            70And evermore be sure
            71Throughout the poem to be found
            72Consistently obscure.

            73"First fix upon the limit
            74To which it shall extend:
            75Then fill it up with `Padding'
            76(Beg some of any friend)
            77Your great SENSATION-STANZA
            78You place towards the end."

            79"And what is a Sensation,
            80Grandfather, tell me, pray?
            81I think I never heard the word
            82So used before to-day:
            83Be kind enough to mention one
            84`Exempli gratiâ'"

            85And the old man, looking sadly
            86Across the garden-lawn,
            87Where here and there a dew-drop
            88Yet glittered in the dawn,
            89Said "Go to the Adelphi,
            90And see the `Colleen Bawn.'

            91"The word is due to Boucicault --
            92The theory is his,
            93Where Life becomes a Spasm,
            94And History a Whiz:
            95If that is not Sensation,
            96I don't know what it is,

            97"Now try your hand, ere Fancy
            98Have lost its present glow --"
            99"And then," his grandson added,
          100"We'll publish it, you know:
          101Green cloth -- gold-lettered at the back --
          102In duodecimo!"

          103Then proudly smiled that old man
          104To see the eager lad
          105Rush madly for his pen and ink
          106And for his blotting-pad --
          107But, when he thought of publishing,
          108His face grew stern and sad.

Notes

1] The title means "A poet is made, not born" (Latin).

17] spasmodic: tending towards emotional fits.

84] "An example, if you please" (Latin).

89-90] The Adelphi is a London theatre; and The Coleen Bawn; or the Brides of Garryowen (1860) is a play by Boucicault, i.e., Dionysius Lardner (1822-90).

102] duodecimo: twelvemo, that is, a book made up of twelve-page gatherings cut from single sheets.


Online text copyright © 2009, Ian Lancashire (the Department of English) and the University of Toronto.
Published by the Web Development Group, Information Technology Services, University of Toronto Libraries.

Original text: Lewis Carroll, Rhyme? and Reason? (London: Macmillan, 1883): 122-30. B-10 6733 Fisher Rare Book Library.
First publication date: 1883
RPO poem editor: Ian Lancashire
RP edition: RPO 1998.
Recent editing: 2:2002/1/9

Rhyme: abcbdb


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