by John Vance Cheney
Marry, sirs, here 's merry greeting!
Who hath woes, let him put 'em in prose;
Song was born and bred a sweeting,
On her lips a tune, at her throat a rose.
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Last updated January 14, 2019
Prose for Woes
Last updated January 14, 2019
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I think it better that in times like these a poets mouth be silent, for in truth we have no gift to set a statesman right
• William Butler Yeats