Dylan Thomas Quotes

"... The grave and my calm body are shut to your coming as stone, And the endless beginning of prodigies suffers open."
Dylan Thomas (1914-1953), Welsh poet. "If my head hurt a hair's foot."
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But my greatest delight is to take a good bite At a calf that is plump and delicious; And if I indulge in a bite at a bulge, Let's hope you won't think me too vicious.
Dylan Thomas (1914-1953), Welsh poet. The Song of the Mischievous Dog (l. 13-16). . . Family Album of Favorite Poems, The. P. Edward Ernest, ed. (1959) Grosset & Dunlap.
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I have longed to move away From the hissing of the spent lie....
Dylan Thomas (1914-1953), Welsh poet. "I have longed to move away."
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The spire cranes. Its statue is an aviary.
Dylan Thomas (1914-1953), Welsh poet. "The spire cranes."
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Neither by night's ancient fear, The parting of hat from hair, Pursed lips at the receiver, Shall I fall to death's feather. By these I would not care to die, Half convention and half lie.
Dylan Thomas (1914-1953), Welsh poet. "I have longed to move away."
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Those craning birds are choice for you, songs that jump back To the built voice, or fly with winter to the bells, But do not travel down dumb wind like prodigals.
Dylan Thomas (1914-1953), Welsh poet. "The spire cranes."
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Man was Cadaver's masker, the harnessing mantle, Windily master of man was the rotten fathom, My ghost in his metal neptune Forged in man's mineral. This was the god of beginning in the intricate seawhirl, And my images roared and rose on heaven's hill.
Dylan Thomas (1914-1953), Welsh poet. "I, in my intricate image."
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The tombstone told when she died. Her two surnames stopped me still. A virgin married at rest.
Dylan Thomas (1914-1953), Welsh poet. "The tombstone told when she died."
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I, in my intricate image, stride on two levels....
Dylan Thomas (1914-1953), Welsh poet. "I, in my intricate image."
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I died before bedtime came But my womb was bellowing And I felt with my bare fall A blazing red harsh head tear up And the dear floods of his hair.
Dylan Thomas (1914-1953), Welsh poet. "The tombstone told when she died."
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