Walter Alexander Raleigh Poems

I wish I loved the Human Race;
I wish I loved its silly face;
I wish I liked the way it walks;
I wish I liked the way it talks;
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The Artist and his Luckless Wife
They lead a horrid haunted life,
Surrounded by the things he's made
That are not wanted by the trade.
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When I am safely laid away,
Out of work and out of play,
Sheltered by the kindly ground
From the world of sight and sound,
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Our great work, the Otia Merseiana,
Edited by learned Mister Sampson,
And supported by Professor Woodward,
Is financed by numerous Bogus Meetings
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Attend my words, my gentle knave,
And you shall learn from me
How boys at dinner may behave
With due propriety.
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Your dog is not a dog of grace;
He does not wag the tail or beg;
He bit Miss Dickson in the face;
He bit a Bailie in the leg.
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I was a Poet!
But I did not know it,
Neither did my Mother,
Nor my Sister nor my Brother.
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VERSE I

In a famed town of Caledonia's land,
A prosperous port contiguous to the strand,
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