The high immortal gods are free
From taint of man's infirmity;
Nor pale diseases round them wait,
Nor pain distracts their tranquil state.
If you manage to get one paisa,
buy food to feed your hunger,
But if you manage two,
take half and buy a flower.
There once was a happy Hyena
Who played on an old concertina.
He dressed very well,
And in his lapel
He carelessly stuck a verbena.
Whales have calves,
Cats have kittens,
Bears have cubs,
Bats have bittens,
Swans have cygnets,
Seals have puppies,
But guppies just have little guppies.
If it
Were lighter touch
Than petal of flower resting
On grass, oh still too heavy it were,
Too heavy!
In God alone, the perfect end,
Wilt thou find thyself or friend.
George the First was always reckoned
Vile, but viler George the Second;
And what mortal ever heard
Any good of George the Third?
When from earth the Fourth descended
(God be praised!) the Georges ended.
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The Grace—Myself—might not obtain—
Confer upon My flower—
Refracted but a Countenance—
For I—inhabit Her—
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The good Will of a Flower
The Man who would possess
Must first present
Certificate
Of minted Holiness.
By woods and water, whose houses are these
With high gates and wide-stretching lands?
From their blue gables gilded fishes hang;
By their red pillars carven coursers run.
