COME swish around, my pretty pun
And keep me dancing still
That I may stay a sober man
Although I drink my fill.
Sobriety is a jewel

‘Lay me in a cushioned chair;
Carry me, ye four,
With cushions here and cushions th
To see the world once more.
’To stable and to kennel go;

SAY that the men of the old black
Though they but feed as the goathe
Their money spent, their wine gone
Lack nothing that a soldier needs,
That all are oath-bound men:

Through winter-time we call on spr
And through the spring on summer c
And when abounding hedges ring
Declare that winter’s best of all;
And after that there’s nothing goo

‘NEVER shall a young man,
Thrown into despair
By those great honey-coloured
Ramparts at your ear,
Love you for yourself alone

(For Harry Clifton)
I HAVE heard that hysterical wom
They are sick of the palette and f
Of poets that are always gay,
For everybody knows or else should

I dreamed that I stood in a valle
For happy lovers passed two by two
And I dreamed my lost love came s
With her cloud-pale eyelids fallin
I cried in my dream ‘O women bid

I went out to the hazel wood,
Because a fire was in my head,
And cut and peeled a hazel wand,
And hooked a berry to a thread;
And when white moths were on the w

What lively lad most pleasured me
Of all that with me lay?
I answer that I gave my soul
And loved in misery,
But had great pleasure with a lad

ONCE, when midnight smote the ai
Eunuchs ran through Hell and met
On every crowded street to stare
Upon great Juan riding by:
Even like these to rail and sweat