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Hilaire Belloc

(27 July 1870 – 16 July 1953 / La Celle-Saint-Cloud)

Quotations

  • ''Like many of the Upper Class He liked the Sound of Broken Glass.''
    Hilaire Belloc (1870-1953), British author. "About John," New Cautionary Tales (1930).
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  • ''From quiet homes and first beginning, Out to the undiscovered ends, There's nothing worth the wear of winning, But laughter and the love of friends.''
    Hilaire Belloc (1870-1953), British author. "Dedicatory Ode," Verses (1910).
  • ''The Politician's corpse was laid away.
    While all of his acquaintance sneered and slanged,
    I wept: for I had longed to see him hanged.''
    Hilaire Belloc (1870-1953), French-born British poet. Epitaph on the Politician Himself (l. 2-4). . . Oxford Book of Satirical Verse, The. Geoffrey Grigson, comp. (1980) Oxford University Press.
  • ''Money gives me pleasure all the time.''
    Hilaire Belloc (1870-1953), French-born British poet. Fatigue (l. 2). . . Oxford Book of Twentieth-Century English Verse, The. Philip Larkin, ed. (1973) Oxford University Press.
  • ''I'm tired of Love; I'm still more tired of Rhyme. But money gives me pleasure all the time.''
    Hilaire Belloc (1870-1953), British author. "Fatigued," Sonnets and Verse (1923).
  • ''Wind and Thistle for pipe and dancers
    And never a ploughman under the Sun.
    Never a ploughman. Never a one.''
    Hilaire Belloc (1870-1953), French-born British poet. Ha'nacker Mill (l. 13-15). . . Oxford Book of Twentieth-Century English Verse, The. Philip Larkin, ed. (1973) Oxford University Press.
  • ''The Chief Defect of Henry King
    Was chewing little bits of String.
    At last he swallowed some which tied
    Itself in ugly Knots inside.''
    Hilaire Belloc (1870-1953), French-born British poet. Henry King, Who Chewed Bits of String, and Was Early Cut Off in Dreadful Agonies (l. 1-4). . . Norton Book of Light Verse, The. Russell Baker, ed. (1986) W. W. Norton & Company.
  • ''He slipped his hand and ran away!
    He hadn't gone a yard when—Bang!
    With open jaws, a lion sprang,
    And hungrily began to eat
    The boy: beginning at his feet.''
    Hilaire Belloc (1870-1953), French-born British poet. Jim, Who Ran Away from His Nurse, and Was Eaten by a Lion (l. 18-22). . . Oxford Book of Children's Verse, The. Iona Opie and Peter Opie, eds. (1973) Oxford University Press.
  • ''always keep a-hold of Nurse
    For fear of finding something worse.''
    Hilaire Belloc (1870-1953), French-born British poet. Jim, Who Ran Away from His Nurse, and Was Eaten by a Lion (l. 53-54). . . Oxford Book of Children's Verse, The. Iona Opie and Peter Opie, eds. (1973) Oxford University Press.
  • ''Don different from those regal Dons!
    With hearts of gold and lungs of bronze,
    Who shout and bang and roar and brawl
    The Absolute across the hall,''
    Hilaire Belloc (1870-1953), French-born British poet. Lines to a Don (l. 21-24). . . Oxford Book of Satirical Verse, The. Geoffrey Grigson, comp. (1980) Oxford University Press.

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On the Little God

Of all the gods that gave me all their glories
To-day there deigns to walk with me but one.
I lead him by the hand and tell him stories.
It is the Queen of Cyprus' little son.

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