Allen Tate Quotes

Then one will say, 'He is not dead, maybe, Who was mortality's unshaken lover Who loved the spring upon the Tennessee, The hushed fall and, again, the coming clover.' None will recall, not knowing, the twisted roads Where the mind wanders till the heart corrodes.
Allen Tate (1899-1979), U.S. poet, critic. "Reflections in an Old House."
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Up wakened Abdul, belching wretched moans, And drew his scimitar and hacked his bones.
Allen Tate (1899-1979), U.S. poet, critic. "True Believer."
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When I have reached the shady underground With but sad hope of coming up again, I shall implore your ghost to hover round And guide me to a land of lucky men....
Allen Tate (1899-1979), U.S. poet, critic. "Farewell Rehearsed."
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Life stood on the top stair a moment Waved her last gray slander down the stair, I will not forget her absent eyes Her other smile like one rose Falling, falling everywhere....
Allen Tate (1899-1979), U.S. poet, critic. "Resurgam."
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So the dubbed conceit Played nursery of cheat To clear the I of sleet....
Allen Tate (1899-1979), U.S. poet, critic. "Two Conceits."
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So, Anactoria, go you away With what calm carelessness of sorrow! Your gleaming footstep and your grace, When comes another morrow, Much would I rather then behold Than Lydian cars or infantry.
Allen Tate (1899-1979), U.S. poet, critic. "Farewell to Anactoria."
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every son-of-a-bitch is Christ, at least Rousseau....
Allen Tate (1899-1979), U.S. poet, critic. "Retroduction to American History."
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Sing a song of Bethlehem Star of all of the Idmen Everybody's Jesus Now if never then
Allen Tate (1899-1979), U.S. poet, critic. "Two Conceits."
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I say that what one loves is best: The midnight fastness of the heart.
Allen Tate (1899-1979), U.S. poet, critic. "Farewell to Anactoria."
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Cats walk the floor at midnight; that enemy of fog, The moon, wraps the bedpost in receding stillness....
Allen Tate (1899-1979), U.S. poet, critic. "Retroduction to American History."
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