Geoffrey Anketell Studdert Kennedy

(1883-1929 / Great Britain)

Geoffrey Anketell Studdert Kennedy Poems

1. No Retaliation 9/17/2010
2. Passing The Love Of Women 9/17/2010
3. The Spirit 9/17/2010
4. The Secret 9/17/2010
5. Worry 9/17/2010
6. The Sniper 9/17/2010
7. Non Angli Sed Angeli 9/17/2010
8. Solomon In All His Glory 9/17/2010
9. The Spirit 9/17/2010
10. I Know Not Where They Have Laid Him 9/17/2010
11. War 9/17/2010
12. A Sermon 9/17/2010
13. What's The Good? 9/17/2010
14. What's The Use Of A Cross To 'Im? 9/17/2010
15. Easter 9/17/2010
16. To Stretcher Bearers 9/17/2010
17. Woodbine Willie 9/17/2010
18. Well? 9/17/2010
Best Poem of Geoffrey Anketell Studdert Kennedy


Our Padre were a solemn bloke,
We called 'im dismal Jim.
It fairly gave ye t' bloomin' creeps,
To sit and 'ark at 'im,
When he were on wi' Judgment Day,
Abaht that great white Throne,
And 'ow each chap would 'ave to stand,
And answer on 'is own.
And if 'e tried to charnce 'is arm,
And 'ide a single sin,
There'd be the angel Gabriel,
Wi' books to do 'im in.
'E 'ad it all writ dahn, 'e said,
And nothin' could be 'id,
'E 'ad it all i' black and white,
And 'E would take no kid.
And every single idle word,
A soldier charnced to say,
'E'd 'ave it...

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No Retaliation

There's another gorn to glory!
Damn and blast these blinkin' 'Uns!
Where's our damn retaliation?
What's the matter wiv the guns?
If they'd only give 'em rations
Same as they keeps givin' us,
They'd soon stop their bloomin' antics —
Gawd, it makes a fellah cuss.
One by one I sees 'em goin’

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