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• The poet is he who fights on the passionate
  Side and whoever loses he wins; when he
  Is defeated it is hard to say who wins.

  Allen Tate

  Guerra, Lucha, Ganar

  Allen Tate (2014). “Collected Poems, 1919-1976”, p.70, Macmillan

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• I had kept opaque
  Down deeper than the canyons undersea
  The sullen spectrum of a buried lake
  Nobody saw; not seen even by me.

  Allen Tate

  Lakes, Saws, Sullen

  Allen Tate (2014). “Collected Poems, 1919-1976”, p.136, Macmillan

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• Religion is the sole technique for the validating of values.

  Allen Tate

  Religion, Technique, Sole

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• Let us begin to understand the argument.
  There is a solution to everything: Science.

  Allen Tate

  Truth, Science, Argument

  Allen Tate (2014). “Collected Poems, 1919-1976”, p.83, Macmillan

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• In an age of abstract experience, fornication
  Is self-expression, adjunct to Christian euphoria,
  And whores become delinquents; delinquents, patients;
  Patients, wards of society. Whores, by that rule,
  Are precious.

  Allen Tate

  Christian, Self, Expression

  Allen Tate (2014). “Collected Poems, 1919-1976”, p.16, Macmillan

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• In the cold morning the rested street stands up
  To greet the clerk who saunters down the world.

  Allen Tate

  Morning, Clerks, World

  Allen Tate (2014). “Collected Poems, 1919-1976”, p.195, Macmillan

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• Peering, I heard the hooves come down the hill.
  The posse passed, twelve horse; the leader's face
  Was worn as limestone on an ancient sill.

  Allen Tate

  Horse, Leader, Faces

  Allen Tate (1960). “Poems”, New York : Scribner

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• El narcisismo y los muertos confederados no pueden conectarse lógicamente, ni siquiera históricamente; incluso si la conexión fuera un hecho histórico, no se mantendrían conectados como arte, porque nadie experimenta la historia en bruto.

  Allen Tate

  Art, Historical, Connections

  Allen Tate (1999). "Ensayos de cuatro décadas", Isi Books

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• I say that what one loves is best:
  The midnight fastness of the heart.

  Allen Tate

  Heart, Love Is, Midnight

  Allen Tate (2014). “Collected Poems, 1919-1976”, p.162, Macmillan

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• There is a calm for you where men and women
  Unroll the chill precision of moving feet.

  Allen Tate

  Moving, Men, Feet

  Allen Tate (2014). “Collected Poems, 1919-1976”, p.3, Macmillan

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• Other psychological theories say a good deal about compensation.

  Allen Tate

  Psychological, Theory, Deals

  allen tate (1953). "el hombre de letras en el mundo moderno"

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• Nuestra pérdida puesta a dos metros bajo tierra
  Se mide por la raíz de la magnolia;
  Nuestra ganancia es el sonido intelectual
  De los pies de la muerte alrededor de una tumba de maleza.

  Allen Tate

  Loss, Roots, Feet

  Allen Tate (2014). “Collected Poems, 1919-1976”, p.177, Macmillan

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• Last night I fled until I came
  To streets where leaking casements dripped
  Stale lamplight from the corpse of flame;
  A nervous window bled.

  Allen Tate

  Night, Flames, Lasts

  Allen Tate (2014). “Collected Poems, 1919-1976”, p.207, Macmillan

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• Punctilious abyss, the yawn of space
  Come once a day to suffocate the sight.

  Allen Tate

  Twilight, Sight, Space

  Allen Tate (2014). “Collected Poems, 1919-1976”, p.72, Macmillan

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• Let us lie down once more by the breathing side
  Of Ocean, where our live forefathers sleep
  As if the Known Sea still were a month wide--
  Atlantis howls but is no longer steep!

  Allen Tate

  Lying, Ocean, Sleep

  Allen Tate (2014). “Collected Poems, 1919-1976”, p.67, Macmillan

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• The idiot greens the meadow with his eyes,
  The meadow creeps implacable and still;
  A dog barks, the hammock swings, he lies.
  One two three the cows bulge on the hill.

  Allen Tate

  Dog, Lying, Eye

  Allen Tate (2014). “Collected Poems, 1919-1976”, p.17, Macmillan

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• But in our age the appeal to authority is weak, and I am of my age.

  Allen Tate

  Age, Glitter, Weak

  allen tate (1953). "el hombre de letras en el mundo moderno"

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• According to its doctors, my one intransigent desire is to have been a Confederate general, and because I could not or would not become anything else, I set up for poet and beg an to invent fictions about the personal ambitions that my society has no use for.

  Allen Tate

  Ambition, Doctors, Desire

  allen tate (1953). "el hombre de letras en el mundo moderno"

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• A poem may be an instance of morality, of social conditions, of psychological history; it may instance all its qualities, but never one of them alone, nor any two or three; never less than all.

  Allen Tate

  Two, Quality, Three

  allen tate (1953). "el hombre de letras en el mundo moderno"

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• we know our end
  A packet of worm-seed, a garden of spent tissues.

  Allen Tate

  Garden, Tissues, Worms

  Allen Tate (2014). “Collected Poems, 1919-1976”, p.13, Macmillan

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• For intellect is a mansion where waste is without drain.

  Allen Tate

  Waste, Drains, Intellect

  Allen Tate (2014). “Collected Poems, 1919-1976”, p.12, Macmillan

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• Venus knows country matters: country knows Venus:
  For Love, Dione's boy, was born on the farm.

  Allen Tate

  Country, Boys, Venus

  Allen Tate (2014). “Collected Poems, 1919-1976”, p.159, Macmillan

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• All the sea-gods are dead.
  You, Venus, come home
  To your salt maidenhead.

  Allen Tate

  Home, Sea, Venus

  Allen Tate (1947). “Poems, 1920-1945: A Selection”

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• Ah, Christ, I love you rings to the wild sky
  And I must think a little of the past:
  When I was ten I told a stinking lie
  That got a black boy whipped.

  Allen Tate

  Christmas, Lying, Love You

  Allen Tate (2014). “Collected Poems, 1919-1976”, p.103, Macmillan

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• El crepúsculo corre por el carril impulsado como el granizo;
  A lo lejos un silbido preciso es escheat
  A la oscuridad; y luego la torre débil y pálida.

  Allen Tate

  Running, Sunset, Dark

  Allen Tate (2014). “Collected Poems, 1919-1976”, p.18, Macmillan

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