Author: Edwin Muir

It was not meant for human eyes, That combat on the shabby patch Of clods and trampled turf that lies […]

I’ve been in love for long With what I cannot tell And will contrive a song For the intangible That […]

Unfriendly friendly universe, I pack your stars into my purse, And bid you so farewell. That I can leave you, […]

Now the ice lays its smooth claws on the sill, The sun looks from the hill Helmed in his winter […]

The windless northern surge, the sea-gull’s scream, And Calvin’s kirk crowning the barren brae. I think of Giotto the Tuscan […]

The rivulet-loving wanderer Abraham Through waterless wastes tracing his fields of pasture Led his Chaldean herds and fattening flocks With […]

Our fathers all were poor, Poorer our fathers’ fathers; Beyond, we dare not look. We, the sons, keep store Of […]

We were a tribe, a family, a people. Wallace and Bruce guard now a painted field, And all may read […]

They do not live in the world, Are not in time and space. From birth to death hurled No word […]

‘I give you half of me; No more, lest I should make A ground for perjury. For your sake, for […]

If a good man were ever housed in Hell By needful error of the qualities, Perhaps to prove the rule […]

Barely a twelvemonth after The seven days war that put the world to sleep, Late in the evening the strange […]

O Merlin in your crystal cave Deep in the diamond of the day, Will there ever be a singer Whose […]