61. Thank You, Fog: Last Poems - AUDEN, W.H. | Between The Covers Rare Books Explore BTC highlights along with additional titles in stock related to the item above http://www.betweenthecovers.com/btc/item/101057/

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62. Lullaby Text of Auden s poem. First lines Lay your sleeping head, my love/Human on my faithless arm. http://www.palace.net/~llama/poetry/lullaby

Lullaby Lay your sleeping head, my love, Human on my faithless arm; Time and fevers burn away Individual beauty from Thoughtful children, and the grave Proves the child ephemeral: But in my arms till break of day Let the living creature lie, Mortal, guilty, but to me The entirely beautiful. Soul and body have no bounds: To lovers as they lie upon Her tolerant enchanted slope In their ordinary swoon, Grave the vision Venus sends Of supernatural sympathy, Universal love and hope; While an abstract insight wakes Among the glaciers and the rocks The hermit's carnal ecstasy. Certainty, fidelity On the stroke of midnight pass Like vibrations of a bell, And fashionable madmen raise Their pedantic boring cry: Every farthing of the cost, All the dreaded cards foretell, Shall be paid, but from this night Not a whisper, not a thought, Not a kiss nor look be lost.

63. Auden, W. H. Quote - Slavery Is So Intolerable A Condition That The Slave Can Ha Famous quote by Auden, W. H. Slavery is so intolerable a condition that the slave can hardly escape deluding himself into thinking that he is choosing to obey his master's http://quotationsbook.com/quote/36536/

64. Readings Text of two Auden poems, Funeral Blues and Johnny . http://www.npr.org/programs/death/readings/poetry/aude.html

TWO SONGS FOR HEDLI ANDERSON in Selected Poems of W.H. Auden by W. H. Auden Vintage I Stop all the clocks, cut off the telephone, Prevent the dog from barking with a juicy bone, Silence the pianos and with muffled drum Bring out the coffin, let the mourners come. Let aeroplanes circle moaning overhead Scribbling on the sky the message He Is Dead, Put crêpe bows round the white necks of the public doves, Let the traffic policemen wear black cotton gloves. He was my North, my South, my East and West, My working week and my Sunday rest, My noon, my midnight, my talk, my song; I thought that love would last for ever: I was wrong. The stars are not wanted now: put out every one; Pack up the moon and dismantle the sun; Pour away the ocean and sweep up the wood. For nothing now can ever come to any good. II O the valley in the summer where I and my John Beside the deep river would walk on and on While the flowers at our feet and the birds up above Argued so sweetly on reciprocal love, And I leaned on his shoulder; 'O Johnny, let's play':

65. W. H. Auden Biography From Who2.com Name at birth Wystan Hugh Auden. W. H. Auden was a young, sensational English poet of the 1930s who became an elder statesman of AngloAmerican literature by the time he died in http://www.who2.com/whauden.html

@import url("/css/standard_delta.css"); Find Famous People Fast! Who2 FAQ Who2 Blog For Students Contact Who2 Browse Bios: A B C D ... Share on Facebook W. H. Auden Biography Poet Writer Name at birth: Wystan Hugh Auden W. H. Auden was a young, sensational English poet of the 1930s who became an elder statesman of Anglo-American literature by the time he died in 1973. He made his reputation while still at Oxford in the 1920s, and by the time he left England for New York to avoid World War II he was considered by many to be the spokes-poet of a generation an erudite, socially conscious and technically brilliant rising star. Once in America (1939), he wrote poems of all kinds (long and short), essays, films and speeches, as well as libretti and plays with more-than-just-pals Chester Kallman and Christopher Isherwood (respectively). He taught and lectured (he also kept up his relationship with Oxford) and became even more famous when won the 1948 Pulitzer for the long poem The Age of Anxiety . Critics and scholars still consider Auden one of the 20th century's great poets, but few of his poems are familiar to mainstream audiences. He spent his last years in New York, at Oxford and in Vienna, Austria (where he died). His poetry gained new notice in recent years, thanks to the film

66. A New Decalogue Text of this poem, subtitled A Reactionary Tract for the Times . http://www.wizzards.net/mlworden/atyp/auden.htm

Under Which Lyre A Reactionary Tract for the Times (Phi Beta Kappa Poem, Harvard, 1946) W. H. Auden Ares at last has quit the field, The bloodstains on the bushes yield To seeping showers, And in their convalescent state The fractured towns associate With summer flowers. Encamped upon the college plain Raw veterans already train As freshman forces; Instructors with sarcastic tongue Shepherd the battle-weary young Through basic courses. Among bewildering appliances For mastering the arts and sciences They stroll or run, And nerves that steeled themselves to slaughter Are shot to pieces by the shorter Poems of Donne. Professors back from secret missions Resume their proper eruditions, Though some regret it; They liked their dictaphones a lot, T hey met some big wheels, and do not Let you forget it. But Zeus' inscrutable decree Permits the will-to-disagree To be pandemic

67. The Atlantic Monthly: September 1939 - (AUDEN, W.H.) | Between The Covers Rare B Vol. 164, no. 3. Fine in very good, rubbed wrappers. This issue includes contributions from W.H. Auden and Donald Culross Peattie, as well as an article by Walter Duranty. http://www.betweenthecovers.com/btc/item/76021/

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68. Narrator By W. H. Auden The last speaking part of Auden s Christmas oratorio For the Time Being. http://home.uchicago.edu/~narusso/m/narrator.html

Well, so that is that. Now we must dismantle the tree, Putting the decorations back into their cardboard boxes Some have got brokenand carrying them up to the attic. The holly and the mistletoe must be taken down and burnt, And the children got ready for school. There are enough Leftovers to do, warmed up, for the rest of the week Not that we have much appetite, having drunk such a lot, Stayed up so late, attemptedquite unsuccessfully To love all of our relatives, and in general Grossly overestimated our powers. Once again As in previous years we have seen the actual Vision and failed To do more than entertain it as an agreeable Possibility, once again we have sent Him away, Begging though to remain His disobediant servant, The promising child who cannot deep His word for long. The Christmas Feast is already a fading memory, And already the mind begins to be vaguely aware Of an unpleasant whiff of apprehension at the thought Of Lent and Good Friday which cannot, after all, now Be very far off. But, for the time being, here we all are, Back in the moderate Aristotelian city Of darning and the Eight-Fifteen, where Euclid's geometry

69. Ken Lopez Bookseller: AUDEN, W.H. - The Dance Of Death (London), Faber Faber, (1933). His third regularly published book, done in an edition of only 1200 copies. Owner name and offsetting to endpapers; the extremities of the http://www.lopezbooks.com/item/1238/

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70. Auden’s Prose By John Berryman | The New York Review Of Books A review of Auden s collection of essays, by the poet John Berryman. http://www.nybooks.com/articles/13750

71. Law Like Love Text of this Auden poem. First line Law, say the gardeners, is the sun . http://www.cs.rice.edu/~ssiyer/minstrels/poems/1502.html

72. What's New Genre Poem Keywords Cancer, Disease and Health, Women's Health Summary Miss Gee wants to be a good girl and keep her clothes buttoned up to her neck. http://litmed.med.nyu.edu/Annotation?action=view&annid=784

73. Englische Lyrik II: Emerson, Poe, Swinburne, Frost (Ü: Eric Boerner) Gedichte von Wystan Hugh Auden auf Englisch und in deutscher bersetzung. http://home.germany.net/100-163279/illeguan/english2.htm

April So zauberisch sind Aprilwinde, Dass wiederhallen unsre Rahmen; 's Spazierengehn wirkt lustvoll, innig Auf die Junggeselln und Damen. Die Hecke steckt voller Demanten, Liebende zum Wasserbecken. Ein jedes Blatt, das Fels schattiert, Kann kosen, necken und auch rascheln, Kann Provozierendes parliern. Ein Kobold (Puck, aber auch Trolle) Was da Probleme sollen? Schnell hellen Bach dir such! Die Lehrer uns nur schinden Ein Traum In Visionen dunkler Nacht Bis mir das Herz im Leibe brach Mein Lebenslicht beweint' ich. Denn! scheint nicht dem der Tagtraum schal, Gewendet sind auf einem Strahl, Der ins Vergangne blickt? Wo alle Welt nur streitet, Hat meinen Geist zum Sternenraum Durch Einsamkeit geleitet. Auch wenn das Licht, durch Sturm und Nacht, Im Fernen nur geglommen, Erlangt als Wahrheits Sonne! Der Rabe Kann mich jetzt genau entsinnen, im Dezember war's, dem grimmen, Bang ersehnte ich den Morgen, sinnlos suchte ich zu borgen Hier erschallt ihr Nam' nicht mehr. Und mich schreckten der Gardinen pupurn eingewebte Mienen

74. W.H. Auden (1907-1973) Profile. Wystan Hugh Auden was born in York but his father, Dr. George Auden, a general medical practitioner, soon took up the post of School Medical Officer for Birmingham and http://www3.shropshire-cc.gov.uk/auden.htm

[Content] www.literaryheritage.org.uk Home People Places Themes ... Site map W.H. Auden Profile Wystan Hugh Auden was born in York but his father, Dr. George Auden, a general medical practitioner, soon took up the post of School Medical Officer for Birmingham and Professor of Public Health at Birmingham University. The family moved to Solihull in 1909, to what was then a village to the south of the city. Wystan retained vivid memories of the area and recalled the journey from Birmingham to Wolverhampton on the train in the poem Letter to Lord Byron The rather unusual Christian name was apparently derived from the fact that his father was born in Repton, Derbyshire, where the bones of St. Wystan were deposited in the Abbey before being taken to Tewkesbury, Gloucestershire. The story is that in the ninth century, Wystan, grandson of the King of Mercia, was killed by his uncle and the site of the treachery was marked by a beam of light from the heavens. The place was thereafter called Winstanstow and it lies close to the village of Wistanswick, near Craven Arms, Shropshire. The story is related in an archaeological and historical guide to Shropshire published in 1912 by a certain John Ernest Auden, Wystan's uncle. From the age of eight Wystan was sent to board at a school in Surrey, where he met Christopher Isherwood, and from the age of 13 he went on to Gresham's School, Holt, Norfolk. After receiving a degree from Oxford University in 1928 Auden lived in Berlin before commencing a teaching career which was to occupy him for five years.

75. CPP - Musee Des Beaux Arts - W.H. Auden Analysis of poem. First line About suffering they were never wrong. Includes Breughel s painting The Fall of Icarus , which the poem refers to. http://poetrypages.lemon8.nl/life/musee/museebeauxarts.htm

Your Ad Here back to classic poetry pages about the poem about the painting ... links "Fall of Icarus" by Breughel About suffering they were never wrong, The Old Masters; how well, they understood Its human position; how it takes place While someone else is eating or opening a window or just walking dully along; How, when the aged are reverently, passionately waiting For the miraculous birth, there always must be Children who did not specially want it to happen, skating On a pond at the edge of the wood: They never forgot That even the dreadful martyrdom must run its course Anyhow in a corner, some untidy spot Where the dogs go on with their doggy life and the torturer's horse Scratches its innocent behind on a tree. In Breughel's Icarus, for instance: how everything turns away Quite leisurely from the disaster; the ploughman may Have heard the splash, the forsaken cry

76. Auden, W. H. (Wystan Hugh), 1907-1973. Auden, W. H. (Wystan Hugh), 19071973. W. H. Auden letters to Reed Whittemore 1970-1972 Abstract Two letters written by W. H. Auden to Reed Whittemore. http://www.lib.udel.edu/ud/spec/findaids/pdf/mss0099_0816.pdf

77. Night Mail Text of this song, written for the documentary movie The Night Mail , on the British postal system. http://www.newearth.demon.co.uk/poems/lyric206.htm

Poetry Skip to content Home Gallery ... Library Night Mail This is the Night Mail crossing the border, Bringing the cheque and the postal order, Letters for the rich, letters for the poor, The shop at the corner and the girl next door. Pulling up Beattock, a steady climb: The gradient's against her, but she's on time. Past cotton-grass and moorland boulder Shovelling white steam over her shoulder, Snorting noisily as she passes Silent miles of wind-bent grasses. Birds turn their heads as she approaches, Stare from the bushes at her blank-faced coaches. Sheep-dogs cannot turn her course; They slumber on with paws across. In the farm she passes no one wakes, But a jug in the bedroom gently shakes. Dawn freshens, the climb is done. Down towards Glasgow she descends Towards the steam tugs yelping down the glade of cranes, Towards the fields of apparatus, the furnaces Set on the dark plain like gigantic chessmen. All Scotland waits for her: In the dark glens, beside the pale-green sea lochs Men long for news. Letters of thanks, letters from banks

78. Auden, W. H. | Define Auden, W. H. At Dictionary.com Cultural Dictionary Auden, W. H. ( awd n) A British-born twentieth-century American writer and critic. He is best known for his poetry, which was influenced by his http://dictionary.reference.com/browse/auden, w. h.?qsrc=2446&o=100074

79. The Wondering Minstrels: Villanelle -- W H Auden By W.H. Auden http://www.cs.rice.edu/~ssiyer/minstrels/poems/677.html

80. What's New Genre Poem Keywords Depression, Disease and Health, Loneliness, Pain, Patient Experience, Suffering Summary Although the title suggests a letter, this prose poem is written more as a http://litmed.med.nyu.edu/Annotation?action=view&annid=969

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