"Music begins to atrophy when it departs too far from the dance; ... poetry begins to atrophy when it gets too far from the music," Ezra Pound (1885-1972).

"Poetry's unnat'ral; no man ever talked poetry 'cept a beadle on boxin' day, or Warren's blackin' or Rowland's oil, or some o' them low fellows," Mr. Weller in Charles Dickens' Pickwick Papers (1812-1870).