
Book I, Canto III, III Unthrift.
The Angel In The House (1854)
Source: Diana of the Crossways http://www.gutenberg.org/files/4470/4470.txt (1885), Ch. 16.
Book I, Canto III, III Unthrift.
The Angel In The House (1854)
“How very bright this empire of stars, he mused. Which poet had said that?”
Source: The Bone House (2011), p. 55
La souffrance! quelle divine méconnu! Nous lui devons tout ce qu'il ya de bon en nous, tout ce qui donne du prix à la vie; nous lui devons la pitié, nous lui devons le courage, nous lui devons toutes les vertus.
Le Jardin d'Épicure [The Garden of Epicurus<nowiki>]</nowiki> (1894)
“How shall we venture home?
How shall we tell each other of the poet?”
"The Gates"
The Gates (1976)
Context: How shall we venture home?
How shall we tell each other of the poet?
How can we meet the judgment on the poet,
or his execution? How shall we free him? How shall we speak to the infant beginning to run?
All those beginning to run?
“Some of us – poets are not exactly poets. We live sometimes – beyond the word.”