Allen Tate
John Orley Allen Tate (November 19, 1899 – February 9, 1979) was an American poet, essayist, social commentator, and Poet Laureate Consultant in Poetry to the Library of Congress from 1943 to 1944.
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Famous quotes by allen tate:
“I thought I heard the dark pounding its head
On a rock, crying: Who are the dead?”
—Allen Tate (1899–1979)
“The dreary flies, lazy and casual,
Stick to the ceiling, buzz along the wall.
O heart, the spider shuffles from the mould
Weaving, between the pinks and grapes, his pall.”
—Allen Tate (1899–1979)
“Then with the careless energy
Of a dream, the forward curse
Of a cold particular eye
In the headlong hearse.”
—Allen Tate (1899–1979)
“And even you will come to this foul shame,
This ultimate infection,
Star of my eyes, my being’s inner flame,
My angel and my passion!”
—Allen Tate (1899–1979)
“Leave now
The shut gate and the decomposing wall:
The gentle serpent, green in the mulberry bush,
Riots with his tongue through the hush
Sentinel of the grave who counts us all!”
—Allen Tate (1899–1979)