Famous Allen Tate Quotations

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"A poem may be an instance of morality, of social conditions, of psychological history; it may instance all its qualities, but never one of them alone, nor any two or three; never less than all."
by Allen Tate
"The mission for the day is to encourage students to think beyond traditional career opportunities, prepare for future careers and entrance into the workplace."
by Allen Tate
"'The god has not yet answered to our pity For the black vision and tangle in her brains,..."
by Allen Tate
"Accept these costly wreaths for my own sake (Death asks no entrance fee to let you in)..."
by Allen Tate
"And even you will come to this foul shame, This ultimate infection,..."
by Allen Tate
"Captains of industry, your aimless power Awakens harsh velleities of time...."
by Allen Tate
"By the roadside a hideous carrion, quivering On a clean bed of pebbly clay,..."
by Allen Tate
"Death is untutored, with an ignorant frown For precious identities of breath."
by Allen Tate
"Buzzards float upon the sky Shrilling a metaphysic cry,..."
by Allen Tate
"Death's long anabasis."
by Allen Tate
"For laughter frames the lips of death— Death frames the Singer and the Song."
by Allen Tate
"For, brother, know that this is art, and you With a cold incautious sorrow stricken dumb,..."
by Allen Tate
"I thought I heard the dark pounding its head On a rock, crying: Who are the dead?"
by Allen Tate
"I wear my wedding ring He will cut off your finger And the blood will linger Little bird!"
by Allen Tate
"I suck in smoke! I smile at grimy mirth, And laugh to think that you had parried death."
by Allen Tate
"Landor, not that I doubt your word, That you had strove with none..."
by Allen Tate
"Life stood on the top stair a moment Waved her last gray slander down the stair,..."
by Allen Tate
"Lest darkness fall and time fall In a long night when learned arteries..."
by Allen Tate
"Men cannot live forever But they must die forever...."
by Allen Tate
"O God of our flesh, return us to Your wrath, Let us be evil could we enter in Your grace, and falter on the stony path!"
by Allen Tate
"Not glad, lifeless tycoon, nor sorry feel For neither Bull nor Bear attends your way...."
by Allen Tate
"One rumor straight comes huddling on another Of death, and death, and death!"
by Allen Tate
"Say never the strong heart In the consuming breath Cries out unto the dark The skinny death."
by Allen Tate
"Speak, then, my Beauty, to this dire putrescence, To the worm that shall kiss your proud estate,..."
by Allen Tate
"So you, O nameless Duchess who die young, Meet death somewhat lovingly..."
by Allen Tate
"The faceless head lay still. I could not run Or walk, but stood. Alone in the public clearing..."
by Allen Tate
"The graceless madness of her lips, Who was the powder-puff of life,..."
by Allen Tate
"The gentle serpent, green in the mulberry bush, Riots with his tongue through the hush— Sentinel of the grave who counts us all!"
by Allen Tate
"The flies swarmed on the putrid vulva, then A black tumbling rout would seethe Of maggots, thick like a torrent in a glen...."
by Allen Tate
"The dull conclave of crows'-footed faces Twitches as the man with one dollar enters;..."
by Allen Tate
"the quicksilver art Throws back the invisible but lightning mass..."
by Allen Tate
"The poisoned rat in the wall Cuts through the wall like a knife,..."
by Allen Tate
"Then one will say, 'He is not dead, maybe, Who was mortality's unshaken lover..."
by Allen Tate
"The times have changed. Why do you make a fuss For privilege when there's no law of form?"
by Allen Tate
"The stage is about to be swept of corpses. You have no more chance than an infusorian Lodged in a hollow molar of an eohippus."
by Allen Tate
"There at the church they took him through the door, His sweet wide mouth much as it was before,..."
by Allen Tate
"This is the man who classified the bits Of his friends' hells into a pigeonhole—..."
by Allen Tate
"This girl borrowed no dim light of a star Nor ever night held her in a dark mesh,..."
by Allen Tate
"They darted down and rose up like a wave Or buzzed impetuously as before;..."
by Allen Tate
"We are afraid that we have not lived. We are not afraid of dying."
by Allen Tate
"Uncle Ben's brass bullet-mould And powder horn, and Major Bogan's face..."
by Allen Tate
"turn round look at the violet finger (not touching it)..."
by Allen Tate
"Turn back. Turn, young lady dear A murderer's house you enter here I was wooed and won little bird"
by Allen Tate
"What shall we say who have knowledge Carried to the heart? Shall we take the act..."
by Allen Tate
"What shall we say of the bones, unclean, Whose verdurous anonymity will grow?..."
by Allen Tate
"When the peace is a trade route, figures For the budget, reduction of population,..."
by Allen Tate
"When I have reached the shady underground With but sad hope of coming up again,..."
by Allen Tate
"When Gabriel's trumpet ends all life's delay, Will crash the beams of firmamental woe:..."
by Allen Tate
"While the body's life, deep as a covered well, Instinctive as the wind, busy as May, Burns out a secret passageway to hell."
by Allen Tate
"When little boys grown patient at last, weary, Surrender their eyes immeasurably to the night,..."
by Allen Tate
"Your death, dear Lady, was quite cold For all the brave tears and ultimate spasm...."
by Allen Tate


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