Reading in Wartime (Edwin Muir Poems)
Boswell by my bed, Tolstoy on my table; Thought the world has bled For four and a half years, And ...
Boswell by my bed, Tolstoy on my table; Thought the world has bled For four and a half years, And ...
They could not tell me who should be my lord, But I could read from every word they said The ...
The rivulet-loving wanderer Abraham Through waterless wastes tracing his fields of pasture Led his Chaldean herds and fattening flocks With ...
All through that summer at ease we lay, And daily from the turret wall We watched the mowers in the ...
Barely a twelvemonth after The seven days war that put the world to sleep, Late in the evening the strange ...
The windless northern surge, the sea-gull's scream, And Calvin's kirk crowning the barren brae. I think of Giotto the Tuscan ...
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