Hilda Doolittle Quotes

The light passes from ridge to ridge, from flower to flower.
Hilda Doolittle (1886-1961), U.S. poet. "Evening."
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We can not weather all this gold.
Hilda Doolittle (1886-1961), U.S. poet. "Late Spring."
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They didn't know how my heart woke to a range and measure of song I hadn't known.
Hilda Doolittle (1886-1961), U.S. poet. "Sigil" (first line: There is no sign-post to say).
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This is no rune nor symbol, what I mean is it is so simple yet no trick of the pen or brush could capture that impression; what I wanted to indicate was a new phase, a new distinction of colour.
Hilda Doolittle (1886-1961), U.S. poet. "Tribute to the Angels."
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Cheat me not with time, with the dull ache of flesh, for all flesh turns, even the loveliest ankle and frail thigh, to bitterest dust.
Hilda Doolittle (1886-1961), U.S. poet. "Calliope."
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So the first it is written, will be the twisted or the tortured individuals, out of line, out of step with world so-called progress.
Hilda Doolittle (1886-1961), U.S. poet. "Flower of the Rod, The."
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Where the slow river meets the tide, a red swan lifts red wings and darker beak.
Hilda Doolittle (1886-1961), U.S. poet. "Leda."
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Let me be a splinter in your side or a bride.
Hilda Doolittle (1886-1961), U.S. poet. "Sigil" (first line: There is no sign-post to say).
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I do not want to talk about it, I want to minimize thought.
Hilda Doolittle (1886-1961), U.S. poet. "Tribute to the Angels."
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O spirit, white, and versed in mystic lore, beware, too soon, too soon you think yourself exempt from all our lower thought.
Hilda Doolittle (1886-1961), U.S. poet. "Calliope."
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