Hilaire Belloc (Хилар Беллок)

The Bison

The Bison is vain, and (I write it with pain)
   The Door-mat you see on his head
Is not, as some learned professors maintain,   
The opulent growth of a genius’ brain;
   But is sewn on with needle and thread.

1. To the Balliol Men Still in Africa
2. On the Little God
3. The Dromedary
4. Time Cures All
5. Courtesy

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Количество обращений к стихотворению: 1730

Последние стихотворения

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