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Robinson Jeffers Quotes - Page 3

Well: the day is a poem but too much Like one of Jeffers's, crusted with blood and barbaric omens Painful to excess, inhuman as a hawk's cry.

Well: the day is a poem but too much Like one of Jeffers's, crusted with blood and barbaric omens Painful to excess, inhuman as a hawk's cry.

Robinson Jeffers, Tim Hunt (1988). “The Collected Poetry of Robinson Jeffers: 1938-1962”, p.16, Stanford University Press

Death's a fierce meadowlark: but to die having made / Something more equal to the centuries / Than muscle and bone, is mostly to shed weakness.

Robinson Jeffers, Tim Hunt (2001). “The Selected Poetry of Robinson Jeffers”, p.20, Stanford University Press

I have seen these ways of God: I know of no reason For fire and change and torture and the old returnings.

Robinson Jeffers, Albert Gelpi (2003). “The Wild God of the World: An Anthology of Robinson Jeffers”, p.46, Stanford University Press

The love of freedom has been the quality of Western man.

Robinson Jeffers, Albert Gelpi (2003). “The Wild God of the World: An Anthology of Robinson Jeffers”, p.154, Stanford University Press