Hilda Doolittle Quotes - Page 4

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• Maid
  of the luminous grey-eyes,
  Mistress
  of honey and marble implacable white thighs
  and Goddess,
  chaste daughter of Zeus.

  Hilda Doolittle

  Beauty, Daughter, Eye

  Hilda Doolittle, Louis L. Martz (1986). “Collected Poems 1912-1944”, p.291, New Directions Publishing

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• My eye-balls are glass,
  my limbs marble,
  my face fixed
  in its marble mask.

  Hilda Doolittle

  Eye, Glasses, Magic

  Hilda Doolittle, Louis L. Martz (1986). “Collected Poems 1912-1944”, p.244, New Directions Publishing

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• Love has no charm
  when Love is swept to earth:
  you'd make a lop-winged god,
  frozen and contrite,
  of god up-darting,
  winged for passionate flight.

  Hilda Doolittle

  Love, Passionate, Frozen

  Hilda Doolittle, Louis L. Martz (1986). “Collected Poems 1912-1944”, p.172, New Directions Publishing

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• I myself have seen the floating ships
  And nothing will ever be the same
  The shouts,
  The harrowing voices within the house.
  I stand apart with an army:
  My mind is graven with ships.

  Hilda Doolittle

  War, Army, Voice

  Hilda Doolittle, Louis L. Martz (1986). “Collected Poems 1912-1944”, p.76, New Directions Publishing

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• Lovers may come and go,
  there was the memory of blood,
  the low call.

  Hilda Doolittle

  Memories, Blood, May

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• In my garden
  the winds have beaten
  the ripe lilies;
  in my garden, the salt
  has wilted the first flakes
  of young narcissus.

  Hilda Doolittle

  Loss, Garden, Wind

  Hilda Doolittle (1988). “Selected Poems”, p.45, New Directions Publishing

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• (Those women whom the distaff
  no longer claims
  nor spun cloth)
  driven made,
  mad,
  mad
  by Bacchus.

  Hilda Doolittle

  Drinking, Mad, Worship

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• Love, why have you sought the horde
  of spearsmen, why the tent
  Achilles pitched beside the river-ford?

  Hilda Doolittle

  War, Rivers, Tents

  Hilda Doolittle, Louis L. Martz (1986). “Collected Poems 1912-1944”, p.134, New Directions Publishing

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• Until it seems the whole city will be covered with gold pollen shaken from the bell-towers, lilies plundered with the weight of massive bees . . .

  Hilda Doolittle

  Cities, Venice, Gold

  Hilda Doolittle, Louis L. Martz (1986). “Collected Poems 1912-1944”, p.556, New Directions Publishing

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• Who dreams of a son,
  save one,
  childless, having no bright
  face to flatter its own,
  who dreams of a son?

  Hilda Doolittle

  Dream, Children, Son

  Hilda Doolittle, Louis L. Martz (1986). “Collected Poems 1912-1944”, p.160, New Directions Publishing

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• Fall the deep curtains,
  delicate the weave,
  fair the thread.

  Hilda Doolittle

  Art, Fall, Curtains

  Hilda Doolittle, Louis L. Martz (1986). “Collected Poems 1912-1944”, p.476, New Directions Publishing

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• There must be real gods
  see, the painted gods
  how fair!

  Hilda Doolittle

  Art, Real, Fairs

  Hilda Doolittle (1986). “Collected Poems 1912-1944”, p.335, New Directions Publishing

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• The stallion and his mare,
  unbridled, with arrow-pattern,
  are worked on.
  the blue cloth
  before the door
  of religion and inspiration.

  Hilda Doolittle

  Art, Inspiration, Blue

  Hilda Doolittle, Louis L. Martz (1986). “Collected Poems 1912-1944”, p.476, New Directions Publishing

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