Edwin Muir

Edwin Muir (15 May 1887 – 3 January 1959) was a Scottish poet, novelist and translator, born in Deerness, on the Orkney Islands.

Quotes

 * The curse of Scottish literature is the lack of a whole language, which finally means the lack of a whole mind.
 * Scott and Scotland (1936), Introduction.


 * There is a road that turning always Cuts off the country of Again. Archers stand there on every side And as it runs time's deer is slain And lies where it has lain.
 * "The Road", Journeys and Places (1937)


 * The world's great day is growing late, Yet strange these fields that we have planted So long with crops of love and hate.
 * One Foot in Eden (1972)


 * Long time he lay upon the sunny hill, To his father's house below securely bound.
 * Childhood (1983)


 * They do not live in the world, Are not in time and space. From birth to death hurled No word do they have, not one To plant a foot upon, Were never in any place.
 * The Animals (1983)


 * I have observed in foolish awe The dateless mid-days of the law And seen indifferent justice done By everyone on everyone.
 * The Brothers (1983)