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William Schwenck Gilbert (Уильям Швенк Гильберт)


Poetry Everywhere


What time the poet hath hymned
The writhing maid, lithe-limbed,
Quivering on amaranthine asphodel,
How can he paint her woes,
Knowing, as well he knows,
That all can be set right with calomel?

When from the poet's plinth
The amorous colocynth
Yearns for the aloe, faint with rapturous thrills,
How can he hymn their throes
Knowing, as well he knows,
That they are only uncompounded pills?

Is it, and can it be,
Nature hath this decree,
Nothing poetic in the world shall dwell?
Or that in all her works
Something poetic lurks,
Even in colocynth and calomel? 



William Schwenck Gilbert's other poems:
  1. The Working Monarch
  2. The Played-Out Humorist
  3. Babette's Love
  4. The Modest Couple
  5. Girl Graduates


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