“I went to the woods because I wished to live deliberately, to front only the essential facts of life, and see if I could not learn what it had to teach, and not, when I came to die, discover that I had not lived. I did not wish to live what was not life, living is so dear; nor did I wish to practice resignation, unless it was quite necessary. I wanted to live deep and suck out all the marrow of life, to live so sturdily and Spartan-like as to put to rout all that was not life, to cut a broad swath and shave close, to drive life into a corner, and reduce it to its lowest terms.” -Henry David Thoreau
Welcome to the Dead Poets Society! The goal of this passion blog is to explore the lives of famous poets of years past and delve into some of their greatest works. Each week, I will be selecting a different poet to feature. The post will include interesting tidbits about their personal life as well as excerpts from their best or most well-known poems. Happy reading!