Who is Dame Edith Sitwell?

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James Purdy - Biography - Literary Criticism With Views On Obstacles To Wider Acceptance
... In the beginning of her assessment of him, Dame Edith Sitwell felt he was always writing the black experience without necessarily mentioning race ... and richness of experience in what Dame Edith Sitwell called a "marrow of form" has almost become a necessary standard ... Dame Edith Sitwell had recognized this when she stated that Purdy ”has enormous variety" ...

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    Then sounds the voice of One who like the heart of man
    Was once a child who among beasts has lain—
    ‘Still do I love, still shed my innocent light, my Blood, for thee.’
    Dame Edith Sitwell (1887–1964)

    I’m not the man to baulk at a low smell,
    I’m not the man to insist on asphodel.
    This sounds like a He-fellow, don’t you think?
    It sounds like that. I belch, I bawl, I drink.
    Dame Edith Sitwell (1887–1964)

    The ghost of the heart of manred Cain
    And the more murderous brain
    Of Man, still redder Nero that conceived the death
    Of his mother Earth, and tore
    Her womb, to know the place where he was conceived.
    —Dame Edith Sitwell (1887–1964)

    But I saw the little-Ant men as they ran
    Carrying the world’s weight of the world’s filth
    And the filth in the heart of Man—
    Compressed till those lusts and greeds had a greater heat
    than that of the Sun.
    —Dame Edith Sitwell (1887–1964)

    When my old wife lived, upon
    This day she was both pantler, butler, cook,
    Both dame and servant, welcomed all, served all,
    Would sing her song and dance her turn, now here
    At upper end o’the table, now i’the middle,
    On his shoulder, and his, her face afire
    With labor, and the thing she took to quench it
    She would to each one sip.
    William Shakespeare (1564–1616)

    What I want to give in the theatre is beauty, that’s what I want to give.
    —Dame Edith Evans (1888–1976)