Hilaire Belloc Quotes

Like many of the Upper Class He liked the Sound of Broken Glass.
Hilaire Belloc (1870-1953), British author. "About John," New Cautionary Tales (1930).
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From quiet homes and first beginning, Out to the undiscovered ends, There's nothing worth the wear of winning, But laughter and the love of friends.
Hilaire Belloc (1870-1953), British author. "Dedicatory Ode," Verses (1910).
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The Politician's corpse was laid away. While all of his acquaintance sneered and slanged, I wept: for I had longed to see him hanged.
Hilaire Belloc (1870-1953), French-born British poet. Epitaph on the Politician Himself (l. 2-4). . . Oxford Book of Satirical Verse, The. Geoffrey Grigson, comp. (1980) Oxford University Press.
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Money gives me pleasure all the time.
Hilaire Belloc (1870-1953), French-born British poet. Fatigue (l. 2). . . Oxford Book of Twentieth-Century English Verse, The. Philip Larkin, ed. (1973) Oxford University Press.
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I'm tired of Love; I'm still more tired of Rhyme. But money gives me pleasure all the time.
Hilaire Belloc (1870-1953), British author. "Fatigued," Sonnets and Verse (1923).
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Wind and Thistle for pipe and dancers And never a ploughman under the Sun. Never a ploughman. Never a one.
Hilaire Belloc (1870-1953), French-born British poet. Ha'nacker Mill (l. 13-15). . . Oxford Book of Twentieth-Century English Verse, The. Philip Larkin, ed. (1973) Oxford University Press.
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The Chief Defect of Henry King Was chewing little bits of String. At last he swallowed some which tied Itself in ugly Knots inside.
Hilaire Belloc (1870-1953), French-born British poet. Henry King, Who Chewed Bits of String, and Was Early Cut Off in Dreadful Agonies (l. 1-4). . . Norton Book of Light Verse, The. Russell Baker, ed. (1986) W. W. Norton & Company.
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He slipped his hand and ran away! He hadn't gone a yard when—Bang! With open jaws, a lion sprang, And hungrily began to eat The boy: beginning at his feet.
Hilaire Belloc (1870-1953), French-born British poet. Jim, Who Ran Away from His Nurse, and Was Eaten by a Lion (l. 18-22). . . Oxford Book of Children's Verse, The. Iona Opie and Peter Opie, eds. (1973) Oxford University Press.
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always keep a-hold of Nurse For fear of finding something worse.
Hilaire Belloc (1870-1953), French-born British poet. Jim, Who Ran Away from His Nurse, and Was Eaten by a Lion (l. 53-54). . . Oxford Book of Children's Verse, The. Iona Opie and Peter Opie, eds. (1973) Oxford University Press.
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Don different from those regal Dons! With hearts of gold and lungs of bronze, Who shout and bang and roar and brawl The Absolute across the hall,
Hilaire Belloc (1870-1953), French-born British poet. Lines to a Don (l. 21-24). . . Oxford Book of Satirical Verse, The. Geoffrey Grigson, comp. (1980) Oxford University Press.
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