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Hugh MacDiarmid Quotes
Lourd on my hert as winter lies The state that Scotland’s in the day. Spring to the North has aye come slow But noo dour winter’s like to stay For guid, And no’ for guid!
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| Birth: | 11th August, 1892 |
| Death: | 9th September, 1978 |
| Nationality: | Scottish |
| Profession: | Poet, Politician |
About
Christopher Murray Grieve, known by his pen name Hugh MacDiarmid was born in Langholm, Scotland. He was a Scottish poet, journalist and politician. He is best known for his works written in 'synthetic Scots', or Lallans, a literary version of the Scots language that MacDiarmid himself developed. He began his writing career as a journalist in Wales, contributing to the socialist newspaper The Merthyr Pioneer run by Labour party founder Keir Hardie before joining the Royal Army Medical Corps on the outbreak of the First World War. He wrote several poems include: Sangschaw, Penny Wheep, A Drunk Man Looks at the Thistle, First Hymn to Lenin and Other Poems, Second Hymn to Lenin, A Kist of Whistles, The Kind of Poetry I Want, A Clyack-Sheaf, and The Hugh MacDiarmid Anthology. In 1928, he helped found the National Party of Scotland. He was also a member of the Communist Party of Great Britain. He stood in the Glasgow Kelvingrove constituency in the 1945 and 1950 general elections.
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