Eugene Gladstone O'Neill was an American playwright and Nobel laureate in Literature.
O'Neill was born in a Broadway hotel room in New York City on October 16, 1888. O'Neill's father, James O'Neill, was one of Nineteenth Century America's most popular actors. Due to his father's profession, O'Neill was sent to a Catholic boarding school where he found his only solace in books. O'Neill spent his summers in New London, Connecticut.
In 1906 he entered Princeton but was soon expelled.Accounts vary as to why he left. He may have been dropped for attending too few classes, been suspended for "conduct code violations", or "for breaking a ... more »
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Eugene O'Neill Poems
"Blow, blow, thou winter wind." Away from here, And I shall greet thy passing breath Without a tear.
A Regular Sort of a Guy
He fights where the fighting is thickest And keeps his high honor clean; From finish to start, he is sturdy of heart, Shunning the petty and mean;
Villanelle of Ye Young Poet's First Vill...
To sing the charms of Rosabelle, To pour my soul out at her feet, I try to write this villanelle.
Even as a child
Even as a child my face was “gloomy.” I found few reasons to smile, none to laugh: father gutting his great gifts
It's Great When You Get In
They told me the water was lovely, That I ought to go for a swim, The air was maybe a trifle cool, "You won't mind it when you get in"
The sunset gun booms out in hollow roar Night breathes upon the waters of the bay The river lies, a symphony in grey, Melting in shadow on the further shore.
Weary am I of the tumult, sick of the staring crowd, Pining for wild sea places where the soul may think aloud. Fled is the glamour of cities, dead as the ghost of a dream, While I pine anew for the tint of blue on the breast of the old Gulf Stream.
Quotationsmore quotations »
''Life is for each man a solitary cell whose walls are mirrors.''Eugene O'Neill (1888-1953), U.S. dramatist. Lazarus, in Lazarus Laughed, act 2, sc. 1 (1927).
''Man's loneliness is but his fear of life.''Eugene O'Neill (1888-1953), U.S. dramatist. Lazarus, in Lazarus Laughed, act. 3, sc. 2.
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"Blow, blow, thou winter wind."
Away from here,
And I shall greet thy passing breath
Without a tear.
I do not love thy snow and sleet
Or icy flows;
When I must jump or stamp to warm
My freezing toes.
For why should I be happy or
E'en be merry,
In weather only fitted for
Cook or Peary.
My eyes are red, my lips are blue
My ears frost bitt'n;
Thy numbing kiss doth e'en extend
Thro' my mitten.
I am cold, no matter how I warm
Or clothe me;
O Winter, greater bards have sung
I loathe thee!