“Whoso maintains that I am humbled now
(Who wait the Awful Day) is still a liar;
I hope to meet my Maker brow to brow
And find my own the higher.”

—  Frances Cornford

"Epitaph for a Reviewer", line 1; from Collected Poems (London: Cresset Press, 1954) p. 112.

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