ingle-seat

Updated: May 17, 2025

Even the poems that come nearest to the emotional surface are saved by some specific touch, like the sense of smell, which, as every one knows, is a sharper spur to the memory than any other sensation. Tonight they're sitting by the peat Talking of me, I know Grandfather in the ingle-seat, Mother and Meg and Joe.

William Lyon Phelps - The Advance of English Poetry in the Twentieth Century