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ne take me to a pub?" The new world's wisest did surround Me; and it pains me to record I did not think their views profound, Or their conclusions well assured; The simple life I can't afford, Besides, I do not like the grub-- I wait a mash and sausage, "scored"-- Will someone take me to a pub? I know where Men can still be found, Anger and clamorous accord, And virtues growing from the ground, And fellowship of beer and board, And song, that is a sturdy cord. And hope, that is a hardy shrub, And goodness, that is God's last word-- Will someone take me to a pub? ENVOI Prince, Bayard would have smashed his sword To see the sort of knights you dub--Is that the last of them--O Lord! Will someone take me to a pub? A BALLADE OF A BOOK-REVIEWER I have not read a rotten page Of "Sex-Hate" or "The Social Test," And here comes "Husks" and "Heritage".... O Moses, give us all a rest! "Ethics of Empire"!... I protest I will not even cut the strings, I'll read "Jack Redskin on the Quest" And feed my brain with better things. Somebody wants a Wiser Age (He also wants me to invest); Somebody likes the Finnish Stage Because the Jesters do not jest; And grey with dust is Dante's crest, The bell of Rabelais soundless swings; And the winds come out of the west And feed my brain with better things. Lord of our laughter and our rage. Look on us with our sins oppressed! I, too, have trodden mine heritage, Wickedly wearying of the best. Burn from my brain and from my breast Sloth, and the cowardice that clings, And stiffness and the soul's arrest: And feed my brain with better things. ENVOI Prince, you are host and I am guest, Therefore I shrink from cavillings.... But I should have that fizz suppressed And feed my brain with better things. A BALLADE OF SUICIDE The gallows in my garden, people say, Is new and neat and adequately tall. I tie the noose on in a knowing way As one that knots his necktie for a ball; But just as all the neighbours--on the wall-- Are drawing a long breath to shout "Hurray!" The strangest whim has seized me.... After all I think I will not hang myself to-day.
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