Hilaire Belloc

(27 July 1870 – 16 July 1953 / La Celle-Saint-Cloud)

Hilaire Belloc Poems

41. Introduction: More Beasts For Worse Children 4/3/2010
42. Introduction: The Bad Child's Book Of Beasts 4/3/2010
43. Is There Any Reward? 12/31/2002
44. Jim 12/31/2002
45. Juliet 5/9/2001
46. King's Land 4/3/2010
47. Kings Live In Palaces, And Pigs In Sties 3/21/2004
48. Lines For A Christmas Card 12/31/2002
49. Lines To A Don 12/31/2002
50. Lord Finchley 12/31/2002
51. Lord Lundy 12/31/2002
52. Lord Lundy Ii - Second Canto 4/3/2010
53. Lord Roehampton 3/20/2015
54. Matilda Who Told Lies, And Was Burned To Death 4/3/2010
55. On The Gift Of A Book To A Child 4/3/2010
56. On The Ladies Of Pixton 1/3/2003
57. On The Little God 1/3/2003
58. On Torture: A Public Singer 1/3/2003
59. On Two Ministers Of State 1/3/2003
60. On Vital Statistics 1/3/2003
61. Rebecca 12/31/2002
62. Sarah Byng, Who Could Not Read And Was Tossed Into A Thorny Hedge By A Bull 4/3/2010
63. Song 12/31/2002
64. Talking (And Singing) Of The Nordic Man 1/3/2003
65. Tarantella 12/31/2002
66. The Birds 5/9/2001
67. The Bison 4/3/2010
68. The Catholic Sun 12/31/2002
69. The Death And Last Confession Of Wandering Peter 1/3/2003
70. The Diamond 4/3/2010
71. The Dromedary 12/31/2002
72. The Early Morning 12/31/2002
73. The Elephant 12/31/2002
74. The Elm 4/3/2010
75. The Evenlode 12/31/2002
76. The Face 4/3/2010
77. The False Heart 4/3/2010
78. The Fragment 4/3/2010
79. The Frog 12/31/2002
80. The Gnu 4/3/2010
Best Poem of Hilaire Belloc

Tarantella

Do you remember an Inn,
Miranda?
Do you remember an Inn?
And the tedding and the spreading
Of the straw for a bedding,
And the fleas that tease in the High Pyrenees,
And the wine that tasted of tar?
And the cheers and the jeers of the young muleteers
(Under the vine of the dark veranda)?
Do you remember an Inn, Miranda,
Do you remember an Inn?
And the cheers and the jeers of the young muleteers
Who hadn't got a penny,
And who weren't paying any,
And the hammer at the doors and the din?
And the hip! hop! hap!
Of the clap
Of the hands to the ...

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Henry King

The Chief Defect of Henry King
Was chewing little bits of String.
At last he swallowed some which tied
Itself in ugly Knots inside.

Physicians of the Utmost Fame
Were called at once; but when they came
They answered, as they took their Fees,
"There is no Cure for this Disease.

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