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I saw with open eyes, Singing birds sweet, Sold in the shops, For the people to eat, Sold in the shops of, Stupidity Street.
Ralph Hodgson -
Did anyone ever have a boring dream?
Ralph Hodgson
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Time, you old gypsy man, will you not stay, put up your caravan just for one day?
Ralph Hodgson -
The handwriting on the wall may be a forgery.
Ralph Hodgson -
Some things have to be believed to be seen.
Ralph Hodgson -
Without a wish, without a will, / I stood upon that silent hill / And stared into the sky until / My eyes were blind with stars and still / I stared into the sky.
Ralph Hodgson -
Reason has moons, but moons not hersLie mirror'd on her sea,Confounding her astronomers,But, O! delighting me.
Ralph Hodgson -
God loves an idle rainbow, Not less than labouring seas.
Ralph Hodgson
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'Twould ring the bells of HeavenThe wildest peal for years,If Parson lost his sensesAnd people came to theirs,And he and they togetherKnelt down with angry prayersFor tamed and shabby tigersAnd dancing dogs and bears,And wretched, blind, pit ponies,And little hunted hares.
Ralph Hodgson -
When stately ships are twirled and spun / Like whipping tops and help there's none / And mighty ships ten thousand ton / Go down like lumps of lead.
Ralph Hodgson -
I did not pray Him to lay bare The mystery to me, Enough the rose was Heaven to smell, And His own face to see.
Ralph Hodgson -
I climbed a hill as light fell short, / And rooks came home in scramble sort, / And filled the trees and flapped and fought / And sang themselves to sleep.
Ralph Hodgson -
God loves an idle rainbow, no less than laboring seas.
Ralph Hodgson -
See an old unhappy bull, / Sick in soul and body both.
Ralph Hodgson