Who is Arthur Thomas Quiller-couch

Sir Arthur Thomas Quiller-Couch (; 21 November 1863 – 12 May 1944) was a British writer who published using the pseudonym Q. Although a prolific novelist, he is remembered mainly for the monumental publication The Oxford Book Of English Verse 1250–1900 (later extended to 1918) and for his literary criticism. He influenced many who never met him, including American writer Helene Hanff, author of 84, Charing Cross Road and its sequel, Q's Legacy. His Oxford Book of English Verse was a favourite of John Mortimer's fictional character Horace Rumpole.

Life

Arthur Quiller-Couch was born in the town of Bodmin, Cornwall. He was the son of Dr Thomas Quiller Couch (d. 1884), who was a noted physician, folklorist and historian who married Mary Ford and lived at 63, Fore ...
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Arthur Thomas Quiller-couch Poems

  • De Tea Fabula
    Plain Language from truthful James[1].


    Do I sleep? Do I dream? ...
  • The Root
    Deep, Love, yea, very deep.
    And in the dark exiled,
    I have no sense of light but still to creep
    And know the breast, but not the eyes. Thy child ...
  • Alma Mater
    Know you her secret none can utter?
    Hers of the Book, the tripled Crown?
    Still on the spire the pigeons flutter,
    Still by the gateway flits the gown; ...
  • The Vigil Of Venus
    The Pervigilium Veneris--of unknown authorship, but clearly belonging to the late literature of the Roman Empire--has survived in two MSS., both preserved at Paris in the Bibliothë"que Nationale.

    Of these two MSS. the better written may be assigned (at earliest) to the close of the seventh century; the other (again at earliest) to the close of the ninth. Both are corrupt; the work of two illiterate copyists who--strange to say--were both smatterers enough to betray their little knowledge by converting Pervigilium into Per Virgilium (scilicet, "by Virgil"): thus helping us to follow the process of thought by which the Middle Ages turned Virgil into a wizard. Here and there the texts become quite silly, separately or in consent; and just where they agree in the most surprising way--i.e. in the arrangement of the lines--the conjectural emendator is invited to do his worst by a note at the head of the older Codex, "Sunt vero versus xxii"--"There are rightly twenty-two lines."
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  • Exmoor Verses I. Vashti's Song
    Over the rim of the Moor,
    And under the starry sky,
    Two men came to my door
    And rested them thereby. ...
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Kangaim65358154: in a flash i saw the truth; that my love for this spot is built up of numberless trivialities, of small memories all incommunicable, or ridiculous when communicated...,quiller -couch, arthur thomas,home, place,
Thereisnoblue: listen to the sleeping beauty and other fairy tales from the old french by arthur thomas quiller-couch on audible.
Prof_cooper: this week, we read thomas traherne, whose poetry was discovered (relatively) recently, just in time to be included in sir arthur quiller-couch's oxford book of english verse!
Happy_at_home_: we make our discoveries through our mistakes: we watch one another's success, and where there is freedom to experiment there is hope to improve. sir arthur thomas quiller-couch “the married couple study for reapers” henri martin 1903
Clintons_emails: "there is in fact, gentlemen, no such thing as 'mere literature.' pedants have coined that contemptuous term to express a figmentary concept of their own imagination or—to be more accurate, a hallucination of wrath..." - sir arthur thomas quiller-couch
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