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the irresistible clarity of images [are] so right they deliver an almost physical connection, joining poem and reader as her swifts do, 'fluid, / workmanlike, fixing rips in the sky'. ? Sarah Crown, Guardian
B. 1869 D. 1928
A frail, dead, new-born lamb, ghostly and pitiful and white a blot upon the night, the moon's dropped child! - Charlotte Mew, 'Fame'
B. 1825 D. 1864
While he is at rest, I am cursed still to live:- even Death loved him the best. - Adelaide Anne Procter 'Envy'
B. 1819 D. 1892
And my heart, O my soldiers, my veterans, my heart gives you love. - Walt Whitman 'Dirge For Two Veterans'
B. 1844 D. 1930
When men were all asleep the snow came flying, in large white flakes falling on the city brown. - Robert Bridges 'London Snow'
B. 1861 D. 1907
I have walked a great while over the snow, and I am not tall nor strong. My clothes are wet, and my teeth are set, and the way was hard and long. - Mary Elizabeth Coleridge 'The Witch'
B. 1874 D. 1936
Before the Roman came to Rye or out to Severn strode, the rolling English drunkard made the rolling English road. - G.K. Chesterton 'The Rolling English Road'
B. 1874 D. 1925
Spilt is that liquor, my too hasty hand threw down the cup, and did not understand. - Amy Lowell 'A Blockhead'
B. 1661 D. 1720
And who has greater sense, but greater sorrow shares? - Anne Finch, 'The hog, the sheep and the goat, carrying to a fair'
B. 1722 D. 1771
For I will consider my Cat Jeoffry. For he is the servant of the Living God, duly and daily serving him. - Christopher Smart 'My cat Jeoffrey'
B. 1731 D. 1800
Here lies, whom hound did ne'er pursue, nor swifter greyhound follow, whose foot ne'er tainted morning dew, nor ear heard huntsman's halloo'. - William Cowper 'Epitaph on a hare'