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Ogden Nash (August 19, 1902 – May 19, 1971 / New York / United States)
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Born Frederick Ogden Nash on August 19, 1902 in Rye, New York.
An ancestor, General Francis Nash, gave his name to Nashville, Tennesee.
Raised in Rye, New York and Savannah, Georgia. Educated at St. George's School in Rhode Island and, briefly, Harvard University.
Started work writing advertising copy for Doubleday, Page Publishing, New York, in 1925.
Published first book for children, The Cricket of Caradon in 1925.
First published poem Spring Comes to Murray Hill appears in New Yorker magazine in 1930.
Joins staff at New Yorker in 1932.
Married Frances Rider Leonard on June 6, 1933. ... more »
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''I think remorse ought to stop biting the consciences that feed it.''
Ogden Nash (1902-1971), U.S. poet. "A Clean Conscience Never Relaxes," I'm a Stranger Here Myself (1938).
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''One man's remorse is another man's reminiscence.''
Ogden Nash (1902-1971), U.S. poet. A Clean Conscience Never Relaxes, I'm a Stranger Here Myself (1938).
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''Remorse is a violent dyspepsia of the mind.''
Ogden Nash (1902-1971), U.S. poet. "A Clean Conscience Never Relaxes," I'm a Stranger Here Myself (1938).
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''A door is what a dog is perpetually on the wrong side of.''
Ogden Nash (1902-1971), U.S. poet. A Dog's Best Friend Is his Illiteracy, The Private Dining Room (1953).
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ogden nash is an osum poet...! ! i just luv his poemzz...my most fav. poem is the muddlehead.....! ! ! srsly a classic poem he is.....! ! ! ! ..[3[3
To Ogden Nash My Mentore-
Your rhymes were so geniously simplistly eloquent.
Better than anything before you came, or since you wuent.
They gave new meaning to the word ‘intent’.
I often wonder as I ponder –
If Ogden Nash had lived to be a hundred and ninety-three
the world of poetry would certainly have been blessed
with a masterfully myriadical montage
of wittirhymes and verseilines and perponderings in excessed!
(and he wouldn’t be dead yet either)
''A classic poet! ''
Mr.Nash delivers quite nicely
making use of comedy and also being a bit ice-y
He puts it down bluntly
and some poems are quite stunt-ly