Ralph Hodgson

“I saw with open eyes, Singing birds sweet, Sold in the shops, For the people to eat, Sold in the shops of, Stupidity street.”

“'Twould ring the bells of Heaven, The wildest peal for years, If Parson lost his senses, And people came to theirs.”

“The sky was lit by fleeing stars, As horses plunging bite the champing bars.”

“God loves an idle rainbow, no less than laboring seas.”

“The song of men all sorts and kinds, As many tempers, so many minds.”

“Time, you old gypsy man, will you not stay, put up your caravan just for one day?”

“Reason has moons, but moons not hers, lie mirror'd on her sea, confounding her astronomers, but O! delighting me.”

“See an old unhappy bull, sick in soul and body both.”