Green Bays. Verses and Parodies by Sir Arthur Thomas Quiller-Couch
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VI. (P.S. by Lord Macaulay). Then let us bless Our Gracious Queen and eke the Fire Brigade, And bless no less the horrid mess they've been and gone and made; Remove the dirt they chose to squirt upon our best attire, Bless all, but most the lucky chance that no one shouted 'Fire!' DE TEA FABULA. Plain Language from truthful James[1]. Do I sleep? Do I dream? Am I hoaxed by a scout? Are things what they seem, Or is Sophists about? Is our "to ti en einai" a failure, or is Robert Browning played out? Which expressions like these |
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