Allen Tate

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:

    Only the gaunt fierce bird
    Flies, merciless with fear
    Lest air hold him not,
    Beats up the scaffold of space
    Sick of the world’s rot
    God’s hideous face.
    Allen Tate (1899–1979)

    Uncle Ben’s brass bullet-mould
    And powder horn, and Major Bogan’s face
    Above the fire, in the half-light, plainly said
    There’s naught to kill but the animated dead;
    Allen Tate (1899–1979)

    Do not forget! For those green times now laugh
    In glee with sport and thought and lily dance;
    And fate in vanity now leaps to chaff
    Me smiling at her winking circumstance.
    Allen Tate (1899–1979)

    And spying far away
    Upon the Tibetan plain
    A limping caravan,
    Dive, and exterminate
    The Lama, late
    Survival of old pain.
    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)