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Did he write this one before or after he impregnated his cousin?

King Bolo’s Royal Body Guard
Were called ‘The Jersey Lilies’—
A bold and bestial set of blacks
Undaunted by syphilis.
They wore the national uniform
Of a garland of verbenas
And a pair of big black hairy balls
And a big black hairy penis.

-T.S. Eliot (seriously-this is just an excerpt)

Rime of the Ancient Mariner, Sam T. Coleridge. That shit is metal as fuck.

I shot an arrow into the air
It fell on earth, I knew not where,
For so swiftly it flew, the sight
Could not follow it in its flight

I breathed a song into the air,
It fell on earth I knew not where,
For who has sight so keen and strong,
That it can follow the flight of song?

Long, long, afterward, in an oak,
I found the arrow, still unbroken.
And the song, from beginning to end,
I found again in the heart of a friend.

Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

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>>8462931
From Sandy Hook to London tower
From Jaffa to Japan,
They can take who have the power
They may keep who can.

This is the law of Heaven and Hell
Stupendous and divine
The highest, holiest law of all
That governs "mine and thine."

The law it is of Sun and Star,
Of President and Pope
It is "the prisoner at the bar"
The gallows and the rope.

It is the lawyer and his fee;
The shearer and his sheep —
The eagle soaring swift and free;
The Dreadnaught on the deep.

It is the Bond; it is the Loan —
The profit and the loss —
The usurer on his Bullion Throne —
The Idol of the Cross.

It is the Goth; it is the Hun —
The tyrant and his prey,
And flame and saber, club and gun;
O, taxes that we pay!

It is the law of all the climes,
And all the things to be;
And all the bold tremendous times
That you and I shall see.

Hey, you, jump in this ride
It's real nice, and slippery inside
Rise, eyes, come get this pie, ride it style
Said it a minute ago, I did it a minute ago
I drop it, I pick it slow, I want it, I kick it though
Cause they know that I got that Gucci
Said I'm bad, but I could be a Gucci

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The Tyger, by William Blake

>>8462931
LIKE to the falling of a star,
Or as the flights of eagles are,
Or like the fresh spring’s gaudy hue,
Or silver drops of morning dew.

Or like the wind that chafes the flood,
Or bubbles which on water stood;
Even such is Man, whose borrowed light
Is straight called in and paid to night.

The winds blow out; the bubble dies;
The spring entombed in autumn lies;
The dew’s dryed up; the star is shot;
The flight is past; and man forgot.

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Who will go drive with Fergus now,
And pierce the deep wood's woven shade,
And dance upon the level shore?
Young man, lift up your russet brow,
And lift your tender eyelids, maid,
And brood on hopes and fear no more.

And no more turn aside and brood
Upon love's bitter mystery;
For Fergus rules the brazen cars,
And rules the shadows of the wood,
And the white breast of the dim sea
And all dishevelled wandering stars.

:')

Resolution and Independence

https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poems-and-poets/poems/detail/45545

>>8464647
Patrick Jane concurs