Treasure Island

Robert Graves

(1895 - 1985 / London / England)

Quotations

  • ''Your eyes were frosted starlight,
    Your heart fire and snow.
    Who was it said, "I love you"?
    Alice: Mother, let me go!''
    Robert Graves (1895-1985), British poet, novelist, critic. A Frosty Night (l. 25-28). . . Oxford Book of Twentieth-Century English Verse, The. Philip Larkin, ed. (1973) Oxford University Press.
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  • ''Her image was my ensign: snows melted,
    Hedges sprouted, the moon tenderly shone,
    The owls trilled with tongues of nightingale.''
    Robert Graves (1895-1985), British poet, novelist, critic. A Love Story (l. 13-15). . . Norton Anthology of English Literature, The, Vols. I-II. M. H. Abrams, general ed. (5th ed., 1986) W. W. Norton & Company.
  • ''her image
    Warped in the weather, turned beldamish.
    Then back came winter on me at a bound,
    The pallid sky heaved with a moon-quake.''
    Robert Graves (1895-1985), British poet, novelist, critic. A Love Story (l. 17-20). . . Norton Anthology of English Literature, The, Vols. I-II. M. H. Abrams, general ed. (5th ed., 1986) W. W. Norton & Company.
  • ''Has God's supply of tolerable husbands
    Fallen, in fact, so low?
    Or do I always over-value woman
    At the expense of man?
    Do I?
    It might be so.''
    Robert Graves (1895-1985), British poet, novelist, critic. A Slice of Wedding Cake (l. 13-18). . . New Oxford Book of English Verse, The, 1250-1950. Helen Gardner, ed. (1972) Oxford University Press.
  • ''Why have such scores of lovely, gifted girls
    Married impossible men?
    Simple self-sacrifice may be ruled out,
    And missionary endeavour, nine times out of ten.''
    Robert Graves (1895-1985), British poet, novelist, critic. A Slice of Wedding Cake (l. 1-4). . . New Oxford Book of English Verse, The, 1250-1950. Helen Gardner, ed. (1972) Oxford University Press.
  • ''Down, wanton, down! Have you no shame
    That at the whisper of Love's name,
    Or Beauty's, presto! up you raise
    Your angry head and stand at gaze?''
    Robert Graves (1895-1985), British poet, novelist. Down, Wanton, Down! Collected Poems (1965).
  • ''The butterfly, a cabbage-white,
    (His honest idiocy of flight)
    Will never now, it is too late,
    Master the art of flying straight,''
    Robert Graves (1895-1985), British poet, novelist, critic. Flying Crooked (l. 1-4). . . Oxford Book of Short Poems, The. P. J. Kavanagh and James Michie, eds. Oxford University Press.
  • ''Like man and wife who nightly keep
    Inconsequent debate in sleep
    As they dream side by side.''
    Robert Graves (1895-1985), British poet, novelist, critic. Full Moon (l. 12-14). . . New Oxford Book of English Verse, The, 1250-1950. Helen Gardner, ed. (1972) Oxford University Press.
  • ''And love went by upon the wind
    As though it had not been.''
    Robert Graves (1895-1985), British poet, novelist, critic. Full Moon (l. 34-35). NOBE. New Oxford Book of English Verse, The, 1250-1950. Helen Gardner, ed. (1972) Oxford University Press.
  • ''The difference between prose logic and poetic thought is simple. The logician uses words as a builder uses bricks, for the unemotional deadness of his academic prose; and is always coining newer, deader words with a natural preference for Greek formations. The poet avoids the entire vocabulary of logic unless for satiric purposes, and treats words as living creatures with a preference for those with long emotional histories dating from mediaeval times. Poetry at its purest is, indeed, a defiance of logic.''
    Robert Graves (1895-1985), British novelist, poet. "Genius," Difficult Questions, Easy Answers, Doubleday (1972).

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Smoke-Rings

BOY

Most venerable and learned sir,
Tall and true Philosopher,
These rings of smoke you blow all day
With such deep thought, what sense have they?

PHILOSOPHER

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