Hilaire Belloc Poems

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51.
The Evenlode

I will not try to reach again,
I will not set my sail alone,
To moor a boat bereft of men
At Yarnton's tiny docks of stone.
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52.
On The Little God

53.
The Scorpion

The Scorpion is as black as soot,
He dearly loves to bite;
He is a most unpleasant brute
To find in bed at night.
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54.
Hildebrand

Who was frightened by a Passing Motor, and was brought to Reason

"Oh murder! What was that, Papa!"
"My child, It was a Motor-Car,
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55.
Song

Inviting the influence of a young lady upon the opening year

You wear the morning like your dress
And are with mastery crown’d;
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56.
On Two Ministers Of State

57.
The Death And Last Confession Of Wandering Peter

When Peter Wanderwide was young
He wandered everywhere he would:
All that he approved was sung,
And most of what he saw was good.
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58.
The Marmozet

59.
Epitah On The Politician Himself

Here richly, with ridiculous display,
The Politician's corpse was laid away.
While all of his acquaintance sneered and slanged
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60.
The Mirror

The mirror held your fair, my Fair,
A fickle moment's space.
You looked into mine eyes, and there
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