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Nobody heard him, the dead man,
But still he lay moaning:
I was much further out than you thought
And not waving but drowning.

— Stevie Smith

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All things pass
Love and mankind is grass.

This Englishwoman is so refined
She has no bosom and no behind.

Who is this that comes in grandeur, coming from the blazing East?
This is he we had not thought of, this is he the airy Christ.

Selected Poems (1962)

Was he married, did he try
To support as he grew less fond of them
Wife and family?

Selected Poems (1962)

The religion of Christianity
Is mixed of sweetness and cruelty
Reject this Sweetness, for she wears
A smoky dress out of hell fires.

Selected Poems (1962)

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