Who is Gordon Bottomley

Gordon Bottomley (20 February 1874 – 25 August 1948) was an English poet, known particularly for his verse dramas. He was partly disabled by tubercular illness. His main influences were the later Victorian Romantic poets, the Pre-Raphaelites and William Morris.BackgroundBottomley was born in Keighley, West Riding of Yorkshire on 20 February 1874, the only child of Maria and Alfred Bottomley. He was educated firstly at home by his mother and then at the local grammar school. Aged seven, Bottomley contracted a tubercular illness that would affect him for the rest of his life. As a result he was invalided for long periods of time and was unable to travel widely or live in a town.Bottomley became a junior clerk at the Craven Bank in Keighley at the age of 16. However, after an illness in 189...
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  • New Year's Eve, 1913
    O, Cartmel bells ring soft to-night,
    And Cartmel bells ring clear,
    But I lie far away to-night,
    Listening with my dear; ...
  • Littleholme
    (To J.S. and A.W.S.)


    In entering the town, where the bright river ...
  • In Memoriam, A. M. W
    SEPTEMBER 1910

    (For a Solemn Music)
    ...
  • The End Of The World
    The snow had fallen many nights and days;
    The sky was come upon the earth at last,
    Sifting thinly down as endlessly
    As though within the system of blind planets ...
  • King Lear's Wife
    (To T.S.M.)


    DRAMATIS PERSONAE: ...
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Thought 7 Long 7 Earth 7 Small 6 Cold 6 Return 6 Deep 6 Mind 5 Place 5 Door 5


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