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Tate, Allen

 
9780374530952: COLLECTED POEMS, 1919-1976 (FSG Classics)

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One of the early-twentieth century Southern intellectuals and artists of the early twentieth century known as the Agrarians, Allen Tate wrote poetry that was rooted strongly in that region's past—in the land, the people, and the traditions of the American South as well as in the forms and concerns of the classic poets. In "Ode to the Confederate Dead"— generally recognized as his greatest poem—he delineates both the horror of the sight of rows of tombstones at a Confederate cemetery and the honor that such sacrifice embodies, resulting in "a masterpiece that could not be transcended" (William Pratt).

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Allen Tate (1899-1979) was born in Winchester, Kentucky, and spent much of his adult life teaching first in the South, then in Minnesota. He is also the author of the novel The Fathers.

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Collected Poems 1919-1976

By Allen Tate

Farrar, Straus and Giroux

Copyright © 2007 Christopher Benfey
All rights reserved.
ISBN: 978-0-374-53095-2

Contents

TITLE PAGE,
COPYRIGHT NOTICE,
DEDICATION,
PREFACE,
INTRODUCTION by Christopher Benfey,
PART ONE,
Death of Little Boys,
Homily,
Madness,
Mr. Pope,
To a Romantic,
To a Romantic Novelist,
Ditty,
Idyl,
Retroduction to American History,
Causerie,
Idiot,
The Subway,
Ode to the Confederate Dead,
The Progress of ?nia,
I MADRIGALE,
II IN WINTERTIME,
III VIGIL,
IV DIVAGATION,
V EPILOGUE TO ?NIA,
Sonnet to Beauty,
The Eagle,
Historical Epitaphs,
I ON THE FATHER OF LIBERTY,
II ON THE GREAT CONCILIATOR,
III ON THE FOUNDER OF THE INDUSTRIAL SYSTEM IN THE UNITED STATES,
IV ON THE MARTYR OF HARPERS FERRY,
The Cross,
Mother and Son,
Emblems,
Last Days of Alice,
Message from Abroad,
The Oath,
The Twelve,
The Paradigm,
PART TWO,
Sonnets of the Blood,
The Wolves,
The Anabasis,
Brief Message,
Inside and Outside,
Ode to Fear,
Records,
I A DREAM,
II A VISION,
The Traveller,
Unnatural Love,
The Mediterranean,
Aeneas at Washington,
Aeneas at New York,
The Ancestors,
Shadow and Shade,
The Meaning of Life,
The Meaning of Death,
Fragment of a Meditation,
To the Romantic Traditionists,
The Ivory Tower,
To the Lacedemonians,
Pastoral,
Cold Pastoral,
The Robber Bridegroom,
Eclogue of the Liberal and the Poet,
The Trout Map,
PART THREE,
Jubilo,
Sonnets at Christmas,
More Sonnets at Christmas,
Ode to Our Young Pro-consuls of the Air,
Winter Mask,
Seasons of the Soul,
I SUMMER,
II AUTUMN,
III WINTER,
IV SPRING,
The Eye,
Two Conceits,
The Maimed Man,
The Swimmers,
The Buried Lake,
Sonnet,
Farewell Rehearsed,
PART FOUR Translations,
The Vigil of Venus / Pervigilium Veneris,
Farewell to Anactoria (Sappho),
Adaptation of a Theme by Catullus,
Correspondences (Baudelaire),
A Carrion (Baudelaire),
Sulpicia to Cerinthus (Tibullus),
PART FIVE Early Poems,
Red Stains,
Battle of Murfreesboro (1862–1922),
Bizarre,
Bored to Choresis,
Cul-de-Sac,
Debt,
Edges,
Elegy,
Elegy for Eugenesis,
Euthanasia,
Fair Cuirass Shattered,
The Flapper,
Hitch Your Wagon to a Star,
Horatian Epode to the Duchess of Malfi,
Intellectual Detachment,
John Milton,
Non Omnis Moriar,
Nuptials,
Parthenia,
To a Prodigal Old Maid,
Sinbad,
Stranger,
Suicide,
These Deathy Leaves,
True Believer,
William Blake,
Calidus Juventa?,
Long Fingers,
Lycambes Talks to John,
Mary McDonald,
Perimeters,
Procession,
Quality of Mercy,
Reflections in an Old House,
Resurgam,
Tercets of the Triad,
Vision Beatific,
Art,
A Pauper,
Credo in Intellectum Videntem,
Day,
Dusk,
Eager Youths to a Dead Girl,
For a Dead Citizen,
Light,
Lityerses,
APPENDIX,
Ode aux Morts Confédérés,
Ode ai Caduti Confederati,
Notes,
BY ALLEN TATE,
COPYRIGHT,


CHAPTER 1

    Death of Little Boys


    When little boys grown patient at last, weary,
    Surrender their eyes immeasurably to the night,
    The event will rage terrific as the sea;
    Their bodies fill a crumbling room with light.

    Then you will touch at the bedside, torn in two,
    Gold curls now deftly intricate with gray
    As the windowpane extends a fear to you
    From one peeled aster drenched with the wind all day.

    And over his chest the covers in the ultimate dream
    Will mount to the teeth, ascend the eyes, press back
    The locks—while round his sturdy belly gleam
    Suspended breaths, white spars above the wreck:

    Till all the guests, come in to look, turn down
    Their palms, and delirium assails the cliff
    Of Norway where you ponder, and your little town
    Reels like a sailor drunk in a rotten skiff.

    The bleak sunshine shrieks its chipped music then
    Out to the milkweed amid the fields of wheat.
    There is a calm for you where men and women
    Unroll the chill precision of moving feet.

    1925


    Homily

    If thine eye offend thee, pluck it out.


    If your tired unspeaking head
    Rivet the dark with linear sight,
    Crazed by a warlock with his curse
    Dreamed up in some loquacious bed,
    And if the stage-dark head rehearse
    The fifth act of the closing night,

    Why, cut it off, piece after piece,
    And throw the tough cortex away,
    And when you've marvelled on the wars
    That wove their interior smoke its way,
    Tear out the close vermiculate crease
    Where death crawled angrily at bay.

    1925


    Madness

    The wardrobe towers above the table lamp,
    The harpsichord stands sentinel between;
    The clock's tin argument whines out its damp
    Terror, like an eyelid winking through a screen.

    Young bats around the hills like sands are whirring
    Past clouds of roosting vultures sick with flight,
    Till the rag carpet on the hardwood stirring
    Wrinkles to winds which are a swift delight.

    Impanelled walls, raging with gloom, abound
    In commonplaces to moralize the eye—
    Which are white cats whose slick metallic sound
    Cuts to the heart with a half-completed lie.

    And ladies with their nails prepared for tea
    And sunken barques that coast the shores of hell
    And old men vacant of propriety
    Have faintly rung a next-door neighbor's bell.

    On the iron cot the coverlets are neat
    With the bold care of an ecstatic trull
    Who rearranges with impartial feet
    The silence in the caverns of a skull.

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