“Let us not speak, for the love we bear one another-
Let us hold hands and look.”
She such a very ordinary little woman;
He such a thumping crook;
But both, for a moment, little lower than the angels
In the teashop's ingle-nook.

(C) John Betjeman
01/01/2000


Best Poems of John Betjeman

• In A Bath Teashop
• Slough
• Devonshire Street W.1
• Myfanwy
• The Last Laugh
• The Plantsters Vision
• Trebetherick