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- “I’ll love you, dear, I’ll love you. Till China and Africa meet, And the river jumps over the mountain. And the salmon sing in the street” ― W.H. Auden.
- “Poetry might be defined as the clear expression of mixed feelings.” ― W.H. Auden, New Year Letter.
- “We must love one another or die” ― W.H. Auden.
- “The stars are not wanted now: put out every one; Pack up the moon and dismantle the sun; Pour away the ocean and sweep up the wood. For nothing now can ever come to any good.”
- We are all here on earth to help others; what on earth the others are here for I don't know. W. H. Auden. Inspirational, Funny, Helping Others.
- Nobody is ever sent to Hell: he or she insists on going there. W. H. Auden. Hell.
- But once in a while the odd thing happens. Once in a while the dream comes true. And the whole pattern of life is altered. Once in a while, the moon turns blue.
- Civilizations should be measured by the degree of diversity attained and the degree of unity retained. W. H. Auden. Respect, Civilization, Diversity.
For who can bear to feel himself forgotten? W. H. Auden. Some writers confuse authenticity, which they ought always to aim at, with originality, which they should never bother about. W. H. Auden. Learn from your dreams what you lack. W. H. Auden. Health is the state about which medicine has nothing to say.
W. H. Auden quotes and sayings on affection, belief, books, culture, character, criticism, death, earth, ego, fear, God, giving, happiness, history etc.
- Autumn Song
- Spain
- As I Walked Out One Evening
- Musée Des Beaux Arts
- In Memory of W. B. Yeats
- September 1, 1939
- The Age of Anxiety
- The Shield of Achilles
- The Dyer's Hand, and Other Essays
- Moon Landing
Now the leaves are falling fast, Nurse's flowers will not last; Nurses to their graves are gone, And the prams go rolling on.
Written March 1937 And the poor in their fireless lodgings, dropping the sheets Of the evening paper: "Our day is our loss, O show us History the operator, the Organiser, Time the refreshing river." And the nations combine each cry, invoking the life That shapes the individual belly and orders The private nocturnal terror: "Did you not found the ci...
Written November 1937 I'll love you, dear, I'll love you Till China and Africa meet, And the river jumps over the mountain And the salmon sing in the street,I'll love you till the ocean Is folded and hung up to dry And the seven stars go squawking Like geese about the sky. 'O plunge your hands in water, Plunge them in up to the wrist; Stare, stare ...
Written December 1938About suffering they were never wrong, The Old Masters.They never forgot That even the most dreadful martyrdom must run its course Anyhow in a corner, some untidy spot Where the dogs go on with their doggy life and the torturer's horse Scratches its in...Lines 9–13Written February 1939 By mourning tongues The death of the poet was kept from his poems. But for him it was his last afternoon as himself, An afternoon of nurses and rumours; The provinces of his body revolted, The squares of his mind were empty, Silence invaded the suburbs. The current of his feeling failed: he became his admirers. Now he is scatt...
Written September 1939I sit in one of the dives On Fifty-second Street Uncertain and afraid As the clever hopes expire Of a low dishonest decade: Waves of anger and fear Circulate over the bright And darkened lands of t...I and the public know What all schoolchildren learn, Those to whom evil is done Do evil in return.Into this neutral air Where blind skyscrapers use Their full height to proclaim The strength of Collective Man, Each language pours its vain Competitive excuse.Let us then Consider rather the incessant Now of The traveler through time, his tired mind Biased towards bigness since his body must Exaggerate to exist, possessed by hope...
A million eyes, a million boots in line, Without expression, waiting for a sign.Out of the air a voice without a face Proved by statistics that some cause was just In tones as dry and level as the place: No one was cheered and nothing was discussed...A crowd of ordinary decent folk Watched from without and neither moved nor spoke As three pale figures were led forth and bound To three posts driven upright in the ground.The mass and majesty of this world, all That carries weight and always weighs the same Lay in the hands of others; they were small And could not hope for help and no help came: What their foes like...A ragged urchin, aimless and alone, Loitered about that vacancy: a bird Flew up to safety from his well-aimed stone: That girls are raped, that two boys knife a third, Were axioms to him, who'd nev...The thin-lipped armorer, Hephaestos, hobbled away, Thetis of the shining breasts Cried out in dismay At what the god had wrought To please her son, the strong Iron-hearted man-slaying Achilles Who...Vintage, ISBN 0-679-72484-2The surest sign that a man has a genuine taste of his own is that he is uncertain of it.In general, when reading a scholarly critic, one profits more from his quotations than from his comments.Some books are undeservedly forgotten; none are undeservedly remembered.Written August 1969A grand gesture. But what does it period?What does it osse? We were always adroiterwith objects than lives, and more facileat courage than kindness: from the momentGood can imagine Evil; but Evil cannot imagine Good. W.H. Auden: A Certain World. Evil is unspectacular and always human. And shares our bed and eats at our own table. W.H. Auden. Heroism. No hero is immortal till he dies. W.H. Auden. History. Man is a history-making creature who can neither repeat his past nor leave it behind.
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