Richard Eberhart Quotes

Was man made stupid to see his own stupidity? Is God by definition indifferent, beyond us all? Is the eternal truth man's fighting soul Wherein the Beast ravens in its own avidity?
Richard Eberhart (b. 1904), American poet. The Fury of Aerial Bombardment (l. 9-12). . . Norton Anthology of Poetry, The. Alexander W. Allison and others, eds. (3d ed., 1983) W. W. Norton & Company.
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You would think the fury of aerial bombardment Would rouse God to relent;
Richard Eberhart (b. 1904), American poet. The Fury of Aerial Bombardment (l. 1-2). . . Norton Anthology of Poetry, The. Alexander W. Allison and others, eds. (3d ed., 1983) W. W. Norton & Company.
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we, outlaws on God's property, Fling out imagination beyond the skies, Wishing a tangible good from the unknown. And likewise death will drive us from the scene With the great flowering world unbroken yet, Which we held in idea, a little handful.
Richard Eberhart (b. 1904), American poet. The Horse Chestnut Tree (l. 19-24). . . Modern American & British Poetry. Louis Untermeyer, ed., in consultation with Karl Shapiro and Richard Wilbur. (Rev., shorter ed., 1955) Harcourt, Brace and Company.
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I saw on the slant hill a putrid lamb, Propped with daisies.
Richard Eberhart (b. 1904), American poet. For a Lamb (l. 1-2). . . Oxford Book of Short Poems, The. P. J. Kavanagh and James Michie, eds. Oxford University Press.
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And the truth wailing there like a red babe.
Richard Eberhart (b. 1904), American poet. If I Could Only Live at the Pitch That Is near Madness (l. 16). . . Modern American & British Poetry. Louis Untermeyer, ed., in consultation with Karl Shapiro and Richard Wilbur. (Rev., shorter ed., 1955) Harcourt, Brace and Company.
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If I could only live at the pitch that is near madness When everything is as it was in my childhood Violent, vivid, and of infinite possibility: That the sun and the moon broke over my head.
Richard Eberhart (b. 1904), American poet. If I Could Only Live at the Pitch That Is near Madness (l. 1-4). . . Modern American & British Poetry. Louis Untermeyer, ed., in consultation with Karl Shapiro and Richard Wilbur. (Rev., shorter ed., 1955) Harcourt, Brace and Company.
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He obeys the orders of nature Without knowing them It is what he does not know That makes him beautiful. Such a knot of little purposeful nature!
Richard Eberhart (b. 1904), American poet. On a Squirrel Crossing the Road in Autumn, in New England (l. 8-12). . . Poetspeak; in Their Work, about Their Work. Paul B. Janeczko, comp. (1983) Bradbury Press.
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It is what man does not know of God Composes the visible poem of the world.
Richard Eberhart (b. 1904), American poet. On a Squirrel Crossing the Road in Autumn, in New England (l. 15-16). . . Poetspeak; in Their Work, about Their Work. Paul B. Janeczko, comp. (1983) Bradbury Press.
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