Champagne doth not a luncheon make,
Nor caviare a meal;
Men gluttonous and rich may take
These till they make them ill.
If I've potatoes to my chop,
And after that have cheese,
Angels in Pond & Spiers's shop
Serve no such luxuries.

(C) Horace Smith
03/10/2020


Best Poems of Horace Smith

• On Circuit.
• Prologue To A Charade. - "damn-ages."
• An Olde Lyric
• Love And Liberty
• Impromptu In The Assize Court At Lincoln
• At The "cock" Tavern
• To The Rev. A. A. In The Country From His Friend In London
• Young England
• To A Scientific Friend
• My Boating Song
• The Curate To His Slippers
• Impromptu In The Assize Court, Nottingham,
• Letter From The Town Mouse To The Country Mouse
• Isle Of Wight - Spring, 1891
• Lullaby