Is not, as some learned professors maintain,
The opulent growth of a genius’ brain;
But is sewn on with needle and thread.
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The stranger warmth of the young sun obeying,
And hidden flowers have dated their tops to showWhere late such droughty dusts were rudely playing.It’s not the month, but all the world’s a-maying!Come then with me, I’ll take you, for I knowWhere the first hedgethorns and white windflowers blow:We two alone,, that goes without the saying.The month has treacherous clouds and moves in fears.This…
When we are dead, some Hunting-boy will pass
And grey with age: but having seen that stone(Which was your image), ride more slowly on.
G stands for Gnu, whose weapon of defence
To these he adds a name so short and strong,That even hardy Boers pronounce it wrong.How often on a bright autumnal dayThe pious people of Pretoria say,‘Come, let us hunt the______’ Then no more is heardbut sounds of strong men struggling with a word;Meanwhile the distant Gnu with grateful eyesOberserves his opportunity and flies.
Who was frightened by a Passing Motor, and was brought to Reason
‘My child, It was a Motor-Car,A most Ingenious Toy!Designed to Captivate and CharmMuch rather than to rouse AlarmIn any English Boy.‘What would your Great Grandfather whoWas Aide-de-Camp to General Brue,And lost a leg at Waterloo,And Quatre-Bras and Ligny too!And died at Trafalgar!-What would he have remarked to hearHis Young Descendant shriek with fear,Because he happened…
Of three in One and One in three
Till Beauty, Grace and Kindness metAnd all at once were Juliet.