“To surrender now is to pay the expensive ogre twice. Ancient woods of my blood, dash down to the nut of the seas if I take to burn or return this world which is each man's work.”
More from Dylan Thomas
“This is the world: the lying likeness of Our strips of stuff that tatter as we move Loving…”
“Which is the world? Of our two sleepings, which Shall fall awake when cures and their itch…”
“Time passes. Listen. Time passes. Come closer now. Only you can hear the houses sleeping…”
“This world is half the devil's and my own, Daft with the drug that's smoking in a girl And…”