Henry Austin Dobson
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- Fame is a food that dead men eat —
I have no stomach for such meat.
- Fame Is a Food That Dead Men Eat (poem), st. 1.
- The ladies of St. James’s!
They’re painted to the eyes;
Their white it stays forever
Their red it never dies:
But Phillida, my Phillida!
Her colour comes and goes;
It trembles to a lily,—
It wavers to a rose.
- At the Sign of the Lyre (1885).
- Time goes, you say? Ah, no!
Alas, Time stays, we go.
- The Paradox of Time (1886).
Quotes about Dobson
- ... it may be interesting for an ear-witness to record that when Austin Dobson, after the publication of 'Vignettes in Rhyme,' was presented to Tennyson, that alarming vates inquired, in sepulchral tones, 'Are you a classic? Then become one! Read Horace every day of your life!' Dobson did not carry out this counsel quite to the letter, but with his customary docility in adopting good advice, he forthwith made a searching and prolonged study of the 'Odes' and 'Epistles,' a study the result of which upon his subsequent verse must be patent to the most careless observer, and may be traced upon his meticulous prose as well.