John Crowe Ransom (April 30, 1888, Pulaski, Tennessee – July 3, 1974, Gambier, Ohio) was an American poet, essayist, magazine editor, and professor.
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“Not to these shores she came! this other Thrace,
Environ barbarous to the royal Attic;
How could her delicate dirge run democratic,
Delivered in a cloudless boundless public place
To an inordinate race?”
—John Crowe Ransom (1888–1974)
“I would not knock old fellows in the dust
But there lay Captain Carpenter on his back
His weapons were the old heart in his bust
And a blade shook between rotten teeth alack.”
—John Crowe Ransom (1888–1974)
“Where have I seen before, against the wind,
These bright virgins, robed and bare of bonnet,
Flowing with music of their strange quick tongue
And adventuring with delicate paces by the stream,—
Myself a child, old suddenly at the scream
From one of the white throats which it hid among?”
—John Crowe Ransom (1888–1974)