What hast thou, my soul, with paradise?
Will we not rather, when our freedom's won,
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FROM THE PROVENCAL OF EN BERTRANS DE BORN
Lady, since you care nothing for me,
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Among the pickled foetuses and bottled bones,
Engaged in perfecting the catalogue,
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For or this agility chance found
Him of all men, unfit
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The sun rises in south east corner of things
To look on the tall house of the Shin
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The tree has entered my hands,
The sap has ascended my arms,
10 lines, 10 comments
I make a pact with you, Walt Whitman -
I have detested you long enough.
9 lines, 2 comments
Rest me with Chinese colours,
For I think the glass is evil.
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OR THE SONG OF THE SIXTH COMPANION
SCENE: 'En ce bourdel ou tenons nostre estat.'
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No, no! Go from me. I have left her lately.
I will not spoil my sheath with lesser brightness,
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A SONG OF EMPIRE
Great is King George the Fifth,
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1 will get me to the wood
Where the gods walk garlanded in wistaria,
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As cool as the pale wet leaves of lily-of-the-valley
3 lines, 1 comment
This lady in the white bath-robe which she calls a
peignoir,
8 lines
Vex not thou the banker's mind
(His what?) with a show of sense,
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SIR LAUNCELOT HAS A NEWSPAPER NOW
My great press cleaves the guts of men,
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The pomps of butchery, financial power,
Told 'em to die in war, and then to save,
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Rudyard the dud yard,
Rudyard the false measure,
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Listen, my children, and you shall hear
The midnight activities of Whats-his Name,
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THE NEO-COMMUNE
Manhood of England,
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Did I 'ear it 'arf in a doze:
The Co-ops was a goin' somewhere,
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Let some new lying ass,
Who knows not what is or was,
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Scarce and thin, scarce and thin
The government's excuse,
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DOLE THE BELL! BELL THE DOLE!
Whom can these duds attack?
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BALLAD FOR THE TIMES' SPECIAL SILVER NUMBER
Sez the Times a silver lining
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To one, on returning certain years after
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Sing we for love and idleness,
Naught else is worth the having.
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This thing, that hath a code and not a core,
Hath set acquaintance where might be affections,
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Winter is icummen in, Lhude sing Goddamm.
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So-shu dreamed,
And having dreamed that he was a bird, a bee, and a butterfly,
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