Robinson Jeffers Quotes

the splendor without rays, the shining shadow, Peace-bringer, the matrix of all shining and quieter of shining.
Robinson Jeffers (1887-1962), U.S. poet. Night (l. 10-11). . . Oxford Book of American Verse, The. F. O. Matthiessen, ed. (1950) Oxford University Press.
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Lucretius Sings his great theory of natural origins and of wise conduct; Plato smiling carves dreams, bright cells Of incorruptible wax to hive the Greek honey.
Robinson Jeffers (1887-1962), U.S. poet. Prescription of Painful Ends (l. 11-13). . . Oxford Book of American Verse, The. F. O. Matthiessen, ed. (1950) Oxford University Press.
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The future is ever a misted landscape, no man foreknows it, but at cyclical turns There is a change felt in the rhythm of events:
Robinson Jeffers (1887-1962), U.S. poet. Prescription of Painful Ends (l. 3-4). . . Oxford Book of American Verse, The. F. O. Matthiessen, ed. (1950) Oxford University Press.
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come peace or war, the progress of America and Europe Becomes a long process of deterioration—
Robinson Jeffers (1887-1962), U.S. poet. Prescription of Painful Ends (l. 7-8). . . Oxford Book of American Verse, The. F. O. Matthiessen, ed. (1950) Oxford University Press.
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The heads of strong old age are beautiful Beyond all grace of youth.
Robinson Jeffers (1887-1962), U.S. poet. Promise of Peace (l. 1-2). . . Modern American Poetry. Louis Untermeyer, ed. (8th rev. ed., 1962) Harcourt, Brace and Company.
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How shall the dead taste the deep treasure they have?
Robinson Jeffers (1887-1962), U.S. poet. Promise of Peace (l. 14). . . Modern American Poetry. Louis Untermeyer, ed. (8th rev. ed., 1962) Harcourt, Brace and Company.
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A mortal splendor: meteors are not needed less than mountains: shine, perishing republic.
Robinson Jeffers (1887-1962), U.S. poet. Shine, Perishing Republic (l. 6). . . Oxford Book of American Verse, The. F. O. Matthiessen, ed. (1950) Oxford University Press.
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And boys, be in nothing so moderate as in love of man, a clever servant, insufferable master. There is the trap that catches noblest spirits, that caught—they say—God, when he walked on earth.
Robinson Jeffers (1887-1962), U.S. poet. Shine, Perishing Republic (l. 17-20). . . Oxford Book of American Verse, The. F. O. Matthiessen, ed. (1950) Oxford University Press.
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While this America settles in the mould of its vulgarity, heavily thickening to empire, And protest, only a bubble in the molten mass, pops and sighs out, and the mass hardens,
Robinson Jeffers (1887-1962), U.S. poet. Shine, Perishing Republic (l. 1-2). . . Oxford Book of American Verse, The. F. O. Matthiessen, ed. (1950) Oxford University Press.
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The love of freedom has been the quality of Western man.
Robinson Jeffers (1887-1962), U.S. poet. Shine, Republic (l. 2). . . Faber Book of Political Verse, The. Tom Paulin, ed. (1986) Faber and Faber; Faber Book of Popular Verse, The. (1971) Faber and Faber (This book is the same as The Gambit Book of Popular Verse [GBP]);.
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