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Jones had a dog; it had a chain; Not often worn, not causing pain; But, as the I.K.L. had passed Their 'Unleashed Cousins Act’ at… Inspectors took the chain away;
Many have Earth’s lovers been, Tried in seas and wars, I ween; Yet the mightiest have I seen: Yea, the best saw I. One that in a field alone
King Dives he was walking in his… Where his flowers are made of iron… stone, And his hives are full of thunder… and kills,
Now that I kneel at the throne, O… Pity and pardon me. Much have I striven to sing the s… Brother of beast and tree; Yet when the stars catch me alone
When fishes flew and forests walke… And figs grew upon thorn, Some moment when the moon was bloo… Then surely I was born. With monstrous head and sickening…
There is heard a hymn when the pan… And never before or again, When the nights are strong with a… And the dark is alive with rain. Never we know but in sleet and in…
They haven’t got no noses, The fallen sons of Eve; Even the smell of roses Is not what they supposes; But more than mind discloses
The hucksters haggle in the mart The cars and carts go by; Senates and schools go droning on; For dead things cannot die. A storm stooped on the place of to…
The old earth keepeth her watch th… Alone in a voiceless void doth sta… Her orange flowers in her bosom fl… Her gold ring in her hand. The surfs of the long gold-crested…
For every tiny town or place God made the stars especially; Babies look up with owlish face And see them tangled in a tree: You saw a moon from Sussex Downs,
God made the wicked Grocer For a mystery and a sign, That men might shun the awful shop… And go to inns to dine; Where the bacon’s on the rafter
I have not read a rotten page Of “Sex-Hate” or “The Social Te… And here comes “Husks” and “Herit… O Moses, give us all a rest! “Ethics of Empire”!... I protest
The American’s a hustler, for he… And surely the American must know… He will prove to you with figures… Beginning with his boyhood long ag… When the slow-maturing anecdote is…
The sky is blue with summer and th… The woods are brown as autumn with… It might as well be Tropics and b… I might as well be born a copper… I fashion me an oriental fan
It is customary to complain of the bustle and strenuousness of our epoch. But in truth the chief mark of our epoch is a profound laziness and fatigue; and the fact is that the real lazi...