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AFTER R LE G	A
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Is this the Seine	A
And am I altogether wrong	B
About the brain	C
Dreaming I hear the British tongue	D
Dear Heaven what a rhyme	E
And yet 'tis all as good	F
As some that I have fashioned in my time	E
Like bud and wood	F
And on the other hand you couldn't have a more precise or neater	G
Metre	G
	-
Is this I ask the Seine	A
And yonder sylvan lane	C
Is it the Bois	H
Ma foi	I
Comme elle est chic my Paris my grisette	F
Yet may I not forget	F
That London still remains the missus	J
Of this Narcissus	K
	-
No no 'tis not the Seine	A
It is the artificial mere	L
That permeates St James's Park	M
The air is bosom shaped and clear	L
And Himmel do I hear the lark	M
The good old Shelley Wordsworth lark	M
Even now I prithee	N
Hark	M
Him hammer	G
On Heaven's harmonious stithy	N
Dew drunken like my grammar	G
	-
And O the trees	O
Beneath their shade the hairless coot	F
Waddles at ease	O
Hushing the magic of his gurgling beak	P
Or haply in Tree worship leans his cheek	P
Against their blind	F
And hoary rind	F
Observing how the sap	Q
Comes humming upwards from the tap	Q
Root	F
Thrice happy hairless coot	F
	-
And O the sun	R
See see he shakes	S
His big red hands at me in wanton fun	R
A glorious image that it might be Blake's	S
As in my critical capacity I took occasion to remark elsewhere	T
When heaping praise	U
On this exceptionally happy phrase	U
Although I made it up myself	I
But I and Blake we really constitute a pair	T
Each being rather like an artless woodland elf	I
	-
And O the stars I cannot say	V
I see a star just now	W
Not at this time of day	V
But anyhow	W
The stars are all my brothers	X
This verse is shorter than the others	X
	-
O Constitution Hill	Y
This verse is shorter still	Y
	-
Ah London London in the Spring	Z
You are you know you are	A2
So full of curious sights	B2
Especially by nights	B2
From gilded bar to gilded bar	A2
Youth goes his giddy whirl	C2
His heart fulfilled of Music Hall	D2
His arm fulfilled of girl	C2
I frankly call	D2
That last effect a perfect pearl	C2
	-
I know it's	E2
Not given to many poets	F2
To frame so fair a thing	Z
As this of mine of Spring	Z
Indeed the world grows Lilliput	V
All but	V
A precious few the heirs of utter godlihead	V
Who wear the yellow flower of blameless bodlihead	V
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And they with Laureates dead look down	G2
On smaller fry unworthy of the crown	G2
Mere mushroom men puff balls that advertise	H2
And bravely think to brush the skies	H2
Great is advertisement with little men	I2
Moi qui vous parle L G ll nn	I2
Have told them so	J2
I ought to know	J2

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