Edwin Muir

Edwin Muir

1,000 карма
United Kingdom (Great Britain)

The Child Dying

Unfriendly friendly universe,
I pack your stars into my purse,
And bid you so farewell
That I can leave you, quite go out,
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The Fathers

Our fathers all were poor,
Poorer our fathers' fathers;
Beyond, we dare not look
We, the sons, keep
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Robert the Bruce To Douglas in Dying

'MY life is done, yet all remains,
The breath has gone, the image not,
The furious shapes once forged in
Live on though now no longer hot
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O Merlin in your crystal
Deep in the diamond of the day,
Will there ever be a
Whose music will smooth
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The Animals

They do not live in the world,
Are not in time and space
From birth to death hurled No word do they have, not one To plant a foot upon,
Were never in any place
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In Love for Long

I've been in love for
With what I cannot
And will contrive a
For the
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The Good Man in Hell

If a good man were ever housed in
By needful error of the qualities,
Perhaps to prove the rule or shame the devil,
Or speak the truth only a stranger sees,
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