Emotions and Feelings

‘You’re wounded!’ ‘Nay,’ the soldier’s pride

‘You’re wounded!’ ‘Nay,’ the soldier’s pride

Open my heart and you will see

Dauntless the slug-horn to my lips I set,

How sad and bad and mad it was—

How sad and bad and mad it was—

One who never turned his back but marched breast forward,

One who never turned his back but marched breast forward,

Smiles, tears, of all my life!—and if God choose,

Abortions will not let you forget.

Stands the Church clock at ten to three?

But, dying, has made us rarer gifts than gold.

There’s none of these so lonely and poor of old,

Reader, I married him.

Be a governess! Better be a slave at once!

The Falklands thing was a fight between two bald men over a comb.

In me there is darkness, but with you there is light.

A fool can always find a greater fool to admire him.

When the stars threw down their spears

O Rose, thou art sick!

O Rose, thou art sick!

In the morning glad I see,

In the morning glad I see,

In the morning glad I see,