1. W.H. Auden
... love, Human on my faithless arm: Time and fevers burn away Individual beauty from Thoughtful children, and the grave Proves the child ephemeral: But in my arms till break of day Let the living creature lie, Mortal, Guilty, but to me The entirely beautiful." This poem can be seen as Auden's perspective ... come, what I hear is the murmur Of underground streams, what I see is a limestone Landscape." This is the constant relevancy that was in his poetry reflecting upon his love for the landscapes, and the art that was held within them. After his college graduation he spent his year abroad a...
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- Grade Level: High School