Ruth Pitter

1897 - 1992

A Quote by Ruth Pitter

We go in withering July To ply the hard incessant hoe; Panting beneath the brazen sky We sweat and grumble, but we go.

Ruth Pitter (1897 - 1992)

Source: The Diehards, 1941

Contributed by: Zaady

A Quote by Ruth Pitter on day, dreams, earth, heaven, indifference, men, nature, plants, pleasure, time, vision, and world

Vain vision! when the changing world each day Sees some such lordly pleasance pass away; When the mere stripling knows my symbols all Worn tokes, heaven hypothetical, Nature indifferent, and the dreams of men Figments of longing which we must condemn. Yet keep these plants, O Man! a kinder time May yet be moved by them to better rhyme, Or moved, like me, to place his pleasure low, On the firm Earth, whence Men and Blossoms grow.

Ruth Pitter (1897 - 1992)

Source: Other People's Glasshouses, 1941

Contributed by: Zaady

A Quote by Ruth Pitter on interest, love, and misery

All in November's soaking mist We stand and prune the naked tree, While all our love and interest Seem quenched in the blue-nosed misery.

Ruth Pitter (1897 - 1992)

Source: The Diehards, 1941

Contributed by: Zaady

A Quote by Ruth Pitter on birth, earth, reward, and women

What do we look for as reward? Some little sounds, and scents, and scenes A small hand darting strawberry-ward A woman's aprons full of greens. The sense that we have brought to birth Out of the cold and heavy soil, The blessed fruits and flowers of earth Is large reward for our toil.

Ruth Pitter (1897 - 1992)

Source: The Diehards, 1941

Contributed by: Zaady

A Quote by Ruth Pitter on approval and grace

To win the trophy of enchanting grace: Ranks of Carnations, to all ladies dear, Of whose sweet taste I write approval here, For these pre-eminent myself I think, As long as you don't overdue the pink.

Ruth Pitter (1897 - 1992)

Source: Other People's Glasshouses, 1941

Contributed by: Zaady

A Quote by Ruth Pitter on day, life, and mind

We go, in winter's biting wind, On many a short-lived winter day, With aching back but willing mind To dig and double dig the clay.

Ruth Pitter (1897 - 1992)

Source: The Diehards, 1941

Contributed by: Zaady

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