Hilda Doolittle Quotes

O ruthless, perilous, imperious hate, you can not thwart the promptings of my soul.
Hilda Doolittle (1886-1961), U.S. poet. "Epigram."
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It was a hated judgment, O slender-girls. The contest of beautiful-face by beautiful-face Has brought this: I am sent to death To bring honour to the Greeks.
Hilda Doolittle (1886-1961), U.S. poet. "Iphigeneia in Aulis."
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Though the whole wind slash at your bark, you are lifted up, aye though it hiss to cover you with froth.
Hilda Doolittle (1886-1961), U.S. poet. "Sea Lily."
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We are voyagers, discoverers of the not-known, the unrecorded; we have no map; possibly we will reach haven, heaven.
Hilda Doolittle (1886-1961), U.S. poet. "The Walls Do Not Fall."
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Where, Corinth, charm incarnate, are your shrines?
Hilda Doolittle (1886-1961), U.S. poet. "Antipater of Sidon."
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Love has no charm when Love is swept to earth: you'd make a lop-winged god, frozen and contrite, of god up-darting, winged for passionate flight.
Hilda Doolittle (1886-1961), U.S. poet. "Epigram."
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Achilles had strapped the wind About his ankles, He brushed rocks The waves had flung. He ran in armour.
Hilda Doolittle (1886-1961), U.S. poet. "Iphigeneia in Aulis."
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Reed, slashed and torn but doubly rich ...
Hilda Doolittle (1886-1961), U.S. poet. "Sea Lily."
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Every concrete object has abstract value, is timeless in the dream parallel.
Hilda Doolittle (1886-1961), U.S. poet. "The Walls Do Not Fall."
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War wreaked on you his hideous ravishment; We, we alone, Nereids inviolate, Remain to weep, with the sea-birds to chant: Corinth is lost, Corinth is desolate.
Hilda Doolittle (1886-1961), U.S. poet. "Antipater of Sidon."
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