John Byrom

Laughter
Leaves us doubly serious shortly after.

Laughter
Leaves us doubly serious shortly after.

For without transformation
Men become wolves on every slight occasion.

For without transformation
Men become wolves on every slight occasion.

God bless the King--I mean the faith's defender;
God bless (no harm in blessing) the pretender;
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God bless the King--I mean the faith's defender;
God bless (no harm in blessing) the pretender;
But who the pretender is, or who is King--
God bless us all--that's quite another thing.

As fierce as hell, or fiercer still,
A woman piqued who has her will.

As fierce as hell, or fiercer still,
A woman piqued who has her will.

Rose, what is become of thy delicate hue?
And where is the violet's beautiful blue?
Does aught read more

Rose, what is become of thy delicate hue?
And where is the violet's beautiful blue?
Does aught of its sweetness the blossom beguile?
That meadow, those daisies, why do they not smile?