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The morning that my baby came
They found a baby swallow dead,
And saw a something hard to name
Fly mothlike over baby's bed.

— Ralph Hodgson

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God loves an idle rainbow,
No less than laboring seas.

Time, you old gipsy man,
Will you not stay,
Put up your caravan
Just for one day?

Poems (1917)

God loves an idle rainbow, Not less than labouring seas.

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Reason has moons, but moons not hers
Lie mirror'd on her sea,
Confounding her astronomers,
But, O! delighting me.

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I saw with open eyes, Singing birds sweet, Sold in the shops, For the people to eat, Sold in the shops of, Stupidity Street.

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