Poems by Edwin Muir
A High-Toned Old Christian Woman
... Allow, Therefore, that in the planetary scene ...
Peter Quince at the Clavier
... So gardens die, their meek breath scenting ...
The Angel and the Girl
... Immediacy Of strangest strangeness is the bliss ...
The Killing
... They were there at last, high up in the soft spring day ...
"They Could Not Tell Me..."
... ' I would rather scour the roads, a masterless dog, ...
Reading in Wartime
... And his deafening verbal strife, ...
The Days
... Things and their names, in the storm's and the lightning's nest, ...
The Confirmation
... The first good world, the blossom, the blowing seed, ...
