The heart of an Englishman
by
Anthony M. Ludovici
In Mansel Fellowes
p. 93
Grant Richards
London
1918
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Her passion breathed from ev'ry pore;
It made her great, it made her wise;
It burst the locks of any door
Concealing secrets from her eyes.
For if she loved she worshipped you;
This followed as the fruit the flow'r.
She gave her Serfdom where 'twas due —
To things of price, and pride, and pow'r.
And where she could not find these things
She foisted them on things she found;
Just as a Highland sower flings
His precious seed on doubtful ground. |
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