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  •         IN the castle of Glubbdubdrib
            How spendidly we dine
    27 lines
  • At last I know—it’s on old ivory jars,
    Glassed with old miniatures and garnered once with musk.
    12 lines
  • UNCLES who burst on childhood, from the East,
    Blown from air, like bearded ghosts arriving,
    35 lines
  • You can shuffle and scuffle and scold,
      You can rattle the knockers and knobs,
    37 lines
  • TRANSPORTS of filed nerves; a wistful cough;
    One sensual hairbrush reluctantly concludes
    11 lines
  • THE plough that marks on Harley's field
    In flying earth its print
    11 lines
  • I. The King of Cuckooz
    THE King of Cuckooz Contrey
    188 lines
  • THOU moon, like a white Christus hanging
    At the sky's cross-roads, I'll court thee not,
    9 lines
  • VENUS with rosy-cloven rump
    And rings of straw-bright flying hair
    35 lines
  • IN an old play-house, in an old play,
    In an old piece that has been done to death,
    262 lines
  • IN Undine's mirror the cutpurse found
    Five candlesticks by magic drowned,
    27 lines
  • MUSIC, on the air's edge, rides alone,
    Plumed like empastured Caesars of the sky
    257 lines
  • SUDDENLY to become John Benbow, walking down William Street
    With a tin trunk and a five-pound note, looking for a place to eat,
    19 lines
  • (To the memory of William Hickey, Esq.)
    COMING out of India with ten thousand a year
    36 lines
  • TAKE your great light away, your music end;
    I'm off to feed myself as quick as I can.
    11 lines
  • No pause! The buried pipes ring out,
    The flour-faced Antic runs from sight;
    15 lines
  • (To the Poets' Ladies)
    SHALL I give you the Bourbon-sugars
    16 lines
  • THIS Water, like a sky that no one uses,
    Air turned to stone, ridden by stars and birds
    19 lines
  • "TALBINGO RIVER"—as one says of bones:
    "Captain" or "Commodore" that smelt gunpowder
    14 lines
  • ADAM, because on the mind's roads
    Your mouth is always in a hurry,
    27 lines
  • Part One
    [A walled garden of York. It is an August Sunday, and the baying of deep church-bells is blown faintly in a warm wind. Laure
    369 lines
  • MY words are the poor footmen of your pride,
    Of what you cry, you trumpets, each to each
    13 lines
  • LESBIA'S daughter, I shall tell no lie,
    Here's no fit amber for such a dainty fly.
    19 lines
  • THE cock's far cry
    From lonely yards
    15 lines
  • (To the etchings of Norman Lindsay)
    Now the statues lean over each to each, and sing,
    50 lines
  • RANKS of electroplated cubes, dwindling to glitters,
    Like the other pasture, the trigonometry of marble,
    22 lines
  • EARTH which has known so many passages
    Of April air, so many marriages
    27 lines
  • IF all those tumbling babes of heaven,
    Plump cherubim with blown cheeks,
    23 lines
  • (Or Goethe for the Times)
    ONCE long ago lived a Flea
    24 lines
  • SOPHIE, in shocks of scarlet lace,
    Receives her usual embrace
    31 lines
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