Edward Andrade Quotes

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Come, take hands, you are not such
As this will weary overmuch.
Sit we down, and hear rehearse
The marvels of the sweet-souled verse

Edward Andrade

Your father bears an iron reed
Filled with a flame that makes us bleed;
Your kindly mother loves to tear
Feathers and skin to deck her hair.

Edward Andrade

You know the wild flowers suit your hair:
Place hands full of the purple bloom
Of loosestrife, glad of such soft doom,
And tender-toned narcissus there

Edward Andrade

Edward Andrade

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Born: December 27, 1887

Died: June 6, 1971 (aged 83)

Bio: Edward Neville da Costa Andrade was an English physicist, writer, and poet. He told The Literary Digest his name was pronounced "as written, i.e., like air raid, with and substituted for air.

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