The image cannot be dispossessed of a primordial freshness, which idea can never claim. An idea is derivative and tamed. The imageis in the natural or wild state, and it has to be discovered there, not put there, obeying its… — John Crowe Ransom Copy Share Image
“Tell this to ladies: how a hero man Assail a thick and scandalous giant Who casts true shadow in the sun, And die, but… — John Crowe Ransom Copy Share Image
Captain Carpenter rose up in his prime Put on his pistols and went riding out But had got wellnigh nowhere at that time Till… — John Crowe Ransom Copy Share Image
Do not enforce the tired wolf Dragging his infected wound homeward To sit tonight with the warm children Naming the pretty kings of France. — John Crowe Ransom Copy Share Image
In all the good Greek of Plato I lack my roastbeef and potato. A better man was Aristotle, Pulling steady on the bottle. — John Crowe Ransom Copy Share Image
God have mercy on the sinner Who must write with no dinner, No gravy and no grub, No pewter and no pub, No bellyand… — John Crowe Ransom Copy Share Image
The image cannot be dispossessed of a primordial freshness, which idea can never claim. An idea is derivative and tamed. The imageis in the… — John Crowe Ransom Copy Share Image
It is a miracle of harmony, of the adaptation of the free inner life to the outward necessity of things. — John Crowe Ransom Copy Share Image
And how can poetry stand up against its new conditions? Its position is perfectly precarious. — John Crowe Ransom Copy Share Image
I would not knock old fellows in the dust But there lay Captain Carpenter on his back His weapons were the old heart in… — John Crowe Ransom Copy Share Image
He can develop sense and style, in the manner of distinguished modern prose, in which event he may be sure that the result will… — John Crowe Ransom Copy Share Image
