Louis Untermeyer Quotes
1885–1977 United States
Louis Untermeyer (October 1, 1885 – December 18, 1977) was an American author, poet, anthologist, and editor.
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God, though this life is but a wraith,
Although we know not what we use,
Although we grope with little faith,
Give me the heart to fight—and lose.
From compromise and things half done,
Keep me with stern and stubborn pride;
And when, at last, the fight is won,
God, keep me still unsatisfied.
Laughter shall drown the raucous shout;
And, though these shelt’ring walls are thin,
May they be strong to keep hate out
And hold love in.
Come, drink the mystic wine of Night,
Brimming with silence and the stars;
While earth, bathed in this holy light,
Is seen without its scars.
The poet's dilemma..to create order in the midst of disorder
All poetry is the reproduction of the tones of speech
The last flash … and the hideous attack
Dies like a wisp of storm—discouraged flame;
And soon these battered heroes will come back,
The same but yet not the same.
To reveal man in relation to the universe the poet must show himself not only concerned with the immensities but with the trivialities of daily life, with a sense of the past continually interrupting the present.
It takes a heap o’ children to make a home that’s true,
And home can be a palace grand, or just a plain, old shoe;
But if it has a mother dear, and a good old dad or two,
Why, that’s the sort of good old home for good old me and you.