David Lewis Paget Poems

I stood in front of the guillotine
And paled at the sharpened blade,
The motor hummed as my mind went numb
And my body shook and swayed,
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Islands of memories
Cities of stone,
Sentinels of silence
In the great all-alone,
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She sat, head bent,
In her old, grey chair,
The blinds were pulled and drawn,
The shadows caught
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I had met Hans down in Frankfurt
At the rebuilt Opera House,
We were there to hear Mendelssohn,
Not really my first choice,
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The man I saw at the edge of the wood
Had flowers, twined in his hair,
His jerkin was both green and ragged
His legs were brown and bare,
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Chen Xiao Fei while the sun does shine
Was taken as the Emperor's concubine,
Just one of a hundred from the village Yang Ping
And chosen by the placing of a bright gold ring.
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I remember as a child we used to
Play out in the square,
In the sleepy little village
Someone christened Uno Ware,
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I took a room in a boarding house
In a seedy part of town,
I hadn't worked for a month or so
And was feeling rather down,
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The people marched to St. Peter's Field
On a fair and a sunny day,
They'd gone to listen to Henry Hunt
A radical, in his way,
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There's an ancient wood where nobody goes
That's hid in the mists of time,
It covers a hundred miles or so
To the west of the Eden line;
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