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Louis Untermeyer (October 1, 1885 – December 18, 1977) was an American poet, anthologist, critic, and editor. He was appointed the fourteenth Consultant in Poetry to the Library of Congress in 1961.

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God, though this life is but a wraith, Although we know not what we use, Although we grope with little faith, Give me the heart to fight and lose.

Faith, Fighting, Giving, God, Heart, Know

Friendship is like love at its best; not blind but sympathetically all-seeing; a support which does not wait for understanding; an act of faith which does not need, but always has, reason.

Faith, Friendship, Like Love, Love, Support, Wait

Come, drink the mystic wine of Night, Brimming with silence and the stars; While earth, bathed in this holy light, Is seen without its scars.

Brimming, Come, Drink, Night, Stars, Wine

From compromise and things half done, Keep me with stern and stubborn pride; And when at last the fight is won, God, keep me still unsatisfied.

Compromise, Done, Fighting, God, Pride, Stubborn

And fathers are a blessing, too, they give the place a tone; In fact each child should try and have some parents of its own.

Blessing, Child, Children, Father, Parents, Tone

It takes a heap o' children to make a home that's true,And home can be a palace grand, or just a plain, old shoe;But if it has a mother dear, and a good old dad or two,Why, that's the sort of good old home for good old me and you.

Children, Dad, Dear, Grand, Mother

Why has our poetry eschewed The rapture and response of food? What hymns are sung and praises said For the home made miracle of bread?

Home, Hymns, Miracle, Praises, Response

Laughter shall drown the raucous shout;And, though these shelt'ring walls are thin,May they be strong to keep hate outAnd hold love in.

Hate, Laughter, Love, Raucous, Strong, Wall

She has something to say about what life is like-which is all we ask of poetry.

Ask, Asks, Life Is, Life Is Like, Poetry, Say

Nothing but blackness above And nothing that moves but the cars. . . God, if you wish for our love, Fling us a handful of stars!

Car, Love, Moving, Nothing, Stars, Wish

Life, alas, is very drear. Up with the glass! Down with the beer!

Alas, Beer, Down, Drear, Drinking, Funny

Write out of love, write out of instinct, write out of reason. But always for money.

Love, Money, Reason, Work, Write, Writing

What hymns are sung. What praises said. For homemade miracles of bread?

Bread, Hymns, Miracle, Miracles, Sung

Every poet knows the pun is Pierian, that it springs from the same soil as the Muse?a matching and shifting of vowels and consonants, an adroit assonance sometimes derided as jackassonance.

Matching, Pierian, Pun, Soil, Spring, Vowels

Poetry is the power of defining the indefinable in terms of the unforgettable.

Defining, Poetry, Power, Term, Unforgettable

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