Edwin Muir

Edwin Muir (15 May 1887 – 3 January 1959) was a Scottish poet, novelist and translator, born in Deerness, on the Orkney Islands.

Quotes

• The curse of Scottish literature is the lack of a whole language, which finally means the lack of a whole mind.
  • Scott and Scotland (1936), Introduction.

• There is a road that turning always
  Cuts off the country of Again.
  Archers stand there on every side
  And as it runs time's deer is slain
  And lies where it has lain.
  • "The Road", Journeys and Places (1937)

• The world's great day is growing late,
  Yet strange these fields that we have planted
  So long with crops of love and hate.
  • One Foot in Eden (1972)

• Long time he lay upon the sunny hill,
  To his father's house below securely bound.
  • Childhood (1983)

• They do not live in the world,
  Are not in time and space.
  From birth to death hurled
  No word do they have, not one
  To plant a foot upon,
  Were never in any place.
  • The Animals (1983)

• I have observed in foolish awe
  The dateless mid-days of the law
  And seen indifferent justice done
  By everyone on everyone.
  • The Brothers (1983)

External links

• Edwin Muir's Grave
• Edwin Muir's Journey by Robert Richman (essay)
• Edwin Muir: Poet, Critic and Translator (website)

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