I am not, as will be seen, in any sense attacking logic: I only say that this danger does lie in logic, not in imagination.

Artistic paternity is as wholesome as physical paternity.

Moreover, it is worthy of remark that when a poet really was morbid it was commonly because he had some weak spot of rationality on his brain.

Poe, for instance, really was morbid; not because he was poetical, but because he was specially analytical.

Even chess was too poetical for him; he disliked chess because it was full of knights and castles, like a poem.