A rifle, with bolt, catch, and swivel,
Yields metaphors likely to shrivel
Delight in the spring
Which guns cannot bring.
For war is not balanced or civil.
A rifle, with bolt, catch, and swivel,
Yields metaphors likely to shrivel
Delight in the spring
Which guns cannot bring.
For war is not balanced or civil.
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A rifle, with bolt, catch, and swivel,
Yields metaphors likely to shrivel
Delight in the spring
Which guns cannot bring.
For war is not balanced or civil.
Brilliant!
I’d not until recently come
Upon Homer, to Greek I was numb;
But Chapman’s translation
Gave such a sensation
I was, like an explorer, struck dumb.
On the island of Skyros we find
An Englishman’s grave bring to mind:
A poet unhomed
Who happily roamed
With the hope that his England stayed kind.