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Sports and gallantries, the stage, the arts, the antics of dancers,
The exuberant voices of music,
Have charm for children but lack nobility; it is bitter earnestness
That makes beauty;...
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Robinson Jeffers (1887-1962), U.S. poet. Boats in a Fog (l. 1-5). . .
Oxford Book of American Verse, The. F. O. Matthiessen, ed. (1950) Oxford Uni...
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''all the arts lose virtue
Against the essential reality
Of creatures going about their business among the equally
Earnest elements of nature.''
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Robinson Jeffers (1887-1962), U.S. poet. Boats in a Fog (l. 20-23). . .
Oxford Book of American Verse, The. F. O. Matthiessen, ed. (1950) Oxford U...
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Truly men hate the truth; they'd liefer
Meet a tiger on the road.
Therefore the poets honey their truth with lying; but religion-
Vendors and political men
Pour from the barrel, ne...
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Robinson Jeffers (1887-1962), U.S. poet. Cassandra (l. 7-9). . .
Little Treasury of American Poetry, A. Oscar Williams, ed. (1948) Charles Scribne...
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''The mad girl with the staring eyes and long white fingers
Hooked in the stones of the wall,''
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Robinson Jeffers (1887-1962), U.S. poet. Cassandra (l. 1-2). . .
Little Treasury of American Poetry, A. Oscar Williams, ed. (1948) Charles Scribne...
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''Unhappy, eagle wings and bleak, chicken brain.''
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Robinson Jeffers (1887-1962), U.S. poet. Eagle Valor, Chicken Mind (l. 5). . .
Oxford Book of American Verse, The. F. O. Matthiessen, ed. (1950) O...
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''Unhappy country what wings you have''
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Robinson Jeffers (1887-1962), U.S. poet. Eagle Valor, Chicken Mind (l. 1). . .
Oxford Book of American Verse, The. F. O. Matthiessen, ed. (1950) O...
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''I'd sooner, except the penalties, kill a man than a hawk;''
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Robinson Jeffers (1887-1962), U.S. poet. Hurt Hawks (l. 18). . .
Oxford Book of American Verse, The. F. O. Matthiessen, ed. (1950) Oxford Universi...
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''He is strong and pain is worse to the strong, incapacity is worse.''
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Robinson Jeffers (1887-1962), U.S. poet. Hurt Hawks (l. 9). . .
Oxford Book of American Verse, The. F. O. Matthiessen, ed. (1950) Oxford Universit...
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''The broken pillar of the wing jags from the clotted shoulder,
The wing trails like a banner in defeat,''
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Robinson Jeffers (1887-1962), U.S. poet. Hurt Hawks (l. 1-2). . .
Oxford Book of American Verse, The. F. O. Matthiessen, ed. (1950) Oxford Univers...
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I gave him the lead gift in the twilight. What fell was relaxed,
Owl-downy, soft feminine feathers; but what
Soared: the fierce rush: the night-herons by the flooded river cried
fear at...
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Robinson Jeffers (1887-1962), U.S. poet. Hurt Hawks (l. 24-27). . .
Oxford Book of American Verse, The. F. O. Matthiessen, ed. (1950) Oxford Unive...
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The Epic Stars
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The heroic stars spending themselves,
Coining their very flesh into bullets for the lost battle,
They must burn out at length like used candles;
And Mother Night will weep in her triumph, taking home her heroes.
There is the stuff for an epic poem--
This magnificent raid at the heart of darkness, this lost battle--
We don't know enough, we'll never know.
Oh happy Homer, taking the stars and the Gods for granted.
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