“A looker-on, you know, at the world’s game.”
Rude persons laugh. Adonis, rather hot,
Twirls the ineffable moustache and smiles.
—He is so much that other men are not.
1914.
A Triumphal Ode
Written on the occasion of the grand MARCH PAST of British Poets and Men of Letters, which took place under the Auspices of the League of National & Civic Idiocy on Victory Day, July 19th, 1919
Of Shavian prophets, bearded, and the bleat