Herman Melville,
Mardi — Volume II/Chapter LXVI: A Flight Of Nightingales From Yoomy's Mouth
(1849)
“ Then, whate'er they be, let us show our worlds; and not seek to hide from men, what Oro knows.""Truth, my lord," said Yoomy, "but all this applies to men in mass; not specially, to my poor craft. Of all mortals, we poets are most subject to contrary moods. Now, heaven over heaven in the skies; now layer under layer in the dust. This, the penalty we pay for being what we are. But Mardi only sees, or thinks it sees, the tokens of our self-complacency: whereas, all our agonies operate unseen. Poets are only seen when they soar." ”
