Scene, on an Eminence on one of those Downs, which afford to the South a view of the Sea; to the North of the Weald of Sussex. Time, an Afternoon in April, 1793.
There's a fortune to be made in just about everythingin this country, somebody's father had to invent
This is the hardest part:When I came back to life
Some people go their whole liveswithout ever writing a single poem.
379 Trinket pasticcio, flaunting skyey sheets,
380 With Crispin as the tiptoe cozener?
381 No, no: veracious page on page, exact.
For I will consider my Cat Jeoffry. For he is the servant of the Living God duly and daily serving him.
The Lion is a kingly beast.
He likes a Hindu for a feast.
And if no Hindu he can get,
The lion-family is upset.
When I dieI don't care what happens to my body
O THOU dread Power, who reign’st above,
I know thou wilt me hear,
When for this scene of peace and love,
I make this prayer sincere.
Ten little Injuns standin' in a line,One toddled home and then there were nine;Nine little Injuns swingin' on a gate,One tumbled off and then there were eight.
The good news is that Jesus has returned.The bad news is that he's brought his family.The result is that nothing will ever be the same again (not that it ever was).
We pass the turnstileinto your country.The computer spits you out --You're no longer on its mind.
I spent the longest timetrying to find you,the vague woman in a houseroaring with a man's need.
She stands on the porch, late
For I will consider my Cat Jeoffry
Dedicated to the memory of my best friend Georgina, (1942-74)and to her husband Alex Burns and their childrenNulles laides amours ne belles prison -Lord Herbert of Cherbury
Africans in the hold fold themselves
to make room for hope. In the afternoon’s
ferocity, tar, grouting the planks like the glue
of family, melts to the run of a child’s licorice stick.
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