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The Oxford Dictionary of Quotations Preface

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Time held me green and dying<br />

Though I sang in my chains like the sea.<br />

‘Fern Hill’ (1946)<br />

<strong>The</strong> force that through the green fuse drives the flower<br />

Drives my green age; that blasts the roots <strong>of</strong> trees<br />

Is my destroyer.<br />

And I am dumb to tell the crooked rose<br />

My youth is bent by the same wintry fever.<br />

‘<strong>The</strong> force that through the green fuse drives the flower’ (1934)<br />

And I am dumb to tell the lover’s tomb<br />

How at my sheet goes the same crooked worm.<br />

‘<strong>The</strong> force that through the green fuse drives the flower’ (1934)<br />

<strong>The</strong> hand that signed the paper felled a city;<br />

Five sovereign fingers taxed the breath,<br />

Doubled the globe <strong>of</strong> dead and halved a country;<br />

<strong>The</strong>se five kings did a king to death.<br />

‘<strong>The</strong> hand that signed the paper felled a city’ (1936)<br />

<strong>The</strong> hand that signed the treaty bred a fever,<br />

And famine grew, and locusts came;<br />

Great is the hand that holds dominion over<br />

Man by a scribbled name.<br />

‘<strong>The</strong> hand that signed the paper felled a city’ (1936)<br />

Light breaks where no sun shines;<br />

Where no sea runs, the waters <strong>of</strong> the heart<br />

Push in their tides.<br />

‘Light breaks where no sun shines’ (1934)<br />

It was my thirtieth year to heaven<br />

Woke to my hearing from harbour and neighbour wood<br />

And the mussel pooled and the heron<br />

Priested shore.<br />

<strong>The</strong> morning beckon.<br />

‘Poem in October’ (1946)<br />

Pale rain over the dwindling harbour<br />

And over the sea wet church the size <strong>of</strong> a snail<br />

With its horns through mist and the castle<br />

Brown as owls<br />

But all the gardens<br />

Of spring and summer were blooming in the tall vales<br />

Beyond the border and under the lark full cloud.<br />

<strong>The</strong>re could I marvel

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