Hilaire Belloc

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

Hilaire Belloc Poems

81. The Whale 12/31/2002
82. The South Country 5/9/2001
83. A Trinity 1/3/2003
84. The Elephant 12/31/2002
85. The Vulture 12/31/2002
86. The Lion 12/31/2002
87. The Tiger 12/31/2002
88. Algernon 12/31/2002
89. The Catholic Sun 12/31/2002
90. Ballade To Our Lady Of Czestochowa 12/31/2002
91. Lord Lundy 12/31/2002
92. Henry King 12/31/2002
93. Talking (And Singing) Of The Nordic Man 1/3/2003
94. The Microbe 12/31/2002
95. Matilda Who Told Lies, And Was Burned To Death 4/3/2010
96. Charles Augustus Fortescue 12/31/2002
97. Jim 12/31/2002
98. George 12/31/2002
99. The Early Morning 12/31/2002
100. The Frog 12/31/2002
101. Rebecca 12/31/2002
102. Tarantella 12/31/2002
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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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Lord Roehampton

During a late election Lord
Roehampton strained a vocal chord
From shouting, very loud and high,
To lots and lots of people why
The Budget in his own opin-
-Ion should not be allowed to win.

He sought a Specialist, who said:
'You have a swelling in the head:

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