Triumphant Demons stand & Angels start To see the abysses of the human heart
- Landor. English poetry is supposed to be short in epigrams. But here there is a choice of more than 700 epigrams & epitaphs (which are epigrams of a special kind) from the sixteenth century to our time familiar unfamiliar & even unknown. This ancient art of witty & satirical & also tender compression
- an art as old as Plato & as young as the youngest living poet
- has found its English masters in Herrick Prior Pope Blake Burns Walter Savage Landor Patmore & in twentieth-century masters Belloc & Robert Graves all poets of strong liking or disliking. But poet after poet major & minor & anon has hated loved laughed ridiculed in couplets & quatrains taking his cue from the great Latin epigrammatist Martial from the Latin epigrammatists of the Renaissance (in Elizabethan times every Winchester schoolboy was expecting to be able to write a neat Latin epigram) or from the Greek Anthology of from his own English (and French) predecessors. Here lie the bones of Elizabeth Charlotte That was born a virgin & died a harlot. She was aye a virgin at seventeen An extraordinary thing for Aberdeen
- Anon. He served his God so faithfully & well That now he sees him face to face in hell
- Belloc.