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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=507079" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Babylon</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">The child alone a poet is:<br>Spring and Fairyland are his.<br>Truth and Reason show but dim,<br>And all’s poetry with him. <br>Rhyme and music flow in plenty<br>For the lad of one-and-twenty, <br>But Spring for him is no more now <br>Than daisies to a munching cow; <br>Just a cheery pleasant season, <br>Daisy buds to live at ease on.<br>He’s forgotten how he smiled <br>And shrieked at snowdrops when a child,<br>Or wept one evening secretly <br>For April’s glorious misery. <br>Wisdom made him old and wary<br>Banishing the Lords of Faery. <br>Wisdom made a breach and battered <br>Babylon to bits: she scattered <br>To the hedges and ditches <br>All our nursery gnomes and witches.<br>Lob and Puck, poor frantic elves, <br>Drag their treasures from the shelves. <br>Jack the Giant-killer’s gone, <br>Mother Goose and Oberon, <br>Bluebeard and King Solomon.<br>Robin, and Red Riding Hood <br>Take together to the wood, <br>And Sir Galahad lies hid <br>In a cave with Captain Kidd. <br>None of all the magic hosts,<br>None remain but a few ghosts <br>Of timorous heart, to linger on <br>Weeping for lost Babylon.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Robert+Graves">Robert Graves</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=507079" data-title="Babylon de Robert Graves" data-description="The child alone a poet is: Spring and Fairyland are his. Truth and Reason show but dim, And all’s poetry with him. Rhyme and music flow in plenty For the lad of one-and-twenty, But Spring for him is no more now Than daisies to a munching cow;..."></div> </div> </div>
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