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Blackberries
by William Allingham
Allingham, William (1824-1889)
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[The Poet's your only practical man]
[Rash is the man that woos]
[Bard makes not Poem, not the shortest one]
[I love all the masters of poesie]
[Not like Homer would I write]
[The loving Poet shapes his fine delight.]
[You cannot see in the world the work of the Poet's pen]
[What chiefly makes a poem? not opulence, nor grace]
[Through the harmony of words]
[The Bard sings Beauty, and what lies behind]
[No wonder if the accurate man]
[If you love not Poetry]
[Many for Poems care much, for Poesie little or nothing]
[Best Poesie, by very skill of words]
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Blackberries
[Suppose we tried the simple plan, to say]
Suppose
we tried the simple plan, to say
No lies at all, for just one single day.
Would houses crumble into heaps of sand,
Fields wither, sky fall, ocean whelm the land?
Blackberries