John Crowe Ransom (April 30, 1888, Pulaski, Tennessee – July 3, 1974, Gambier, Ohio) was an American poet, essayist, magazine editor, and professor.
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“Not to these shores she came! this other Thrace,
Environ barbarous to the royal Attic;
How could her delicate dirge run democratic,
Delivered in a cloudless boundless public place
To an inordinate race?”
—John Crowe Ransom (1888–1974)
“Great lovers lie in Hell, the stubborn ones
Infatuate of the flesh upon the bones;
Stuprate, they rend each other when they kiss,
The pieces kiss again, no end to this.”
—John Crowe Ransom (1888–1974)
“His pain was too great. He begged me for the simple mercy of death. And I could do nothing else but help him leave a world that had become a sleepless, tortured nightmare to him.”
—Robert D. Andrews, and Nick Grindé. Dr. John Garth (Boris Karloff)
“They burned with fierce love always to come near,
But honor beat them back and kept them clear.”
—John Crowe Ransom (1888–1974)
“Would you ascend to Heaven and bodiless dwell?
Or take your bodies honorless to Hell?
In Heaven you have heard no marriage is,
No white flesh tinder to your lecheries,”
—John Crowe Ransom (1888–1974)