Robin Hyde Quotes

As if she does not care that life Has reft the jewels from her hair – But grieves that menial needs and base Were those that left her palace bare.

She stands an instant in the sun Athwart her harsh land’s red and green – Hands of a serf, and warrior eyes Of some flame-sceptred Irish queen.

Having a lover isn’t much to write home about.

We live half our lives in England…there can’t have been anything quite like this since the Roman colonists settled in Britain: not the hanging on with one hand, and the other hand full of seas.

You were English and not English. It took time to realize that England was far away.