“Will there never come a season Which shall rid us from the curse? Of a prose which knows no reason And an unmelodious verse: When the world shall cease to wonder At the genius of an Ass, And a boy's eccentric blunder Shall not bring success to pass: When mankind shall be delivered From the clash of magazines, And the inkstand shall be shivered Into countless smithereens: When there stands a muzzled stripling, Mute, beside a muzzled bore: When the Rudyards cease from Kipling And the Haggards Ride no more.” KnowsWorldReasonWonderBoysMankindGeniusSeasonsCeaseAssMagazinesCurseProseNo ReasonBoresVersesClashEccentricMuteBlundersHaggardKipling Author:James Kenneth Stephen
“There were two good fellows I used to know. --How distant it all appears! We played together in football weather, And messed together for years: Now one of them's wed, and the other's dead So long that he's hardly missed Save by us, who messed with him years ago: But we're all in the old School List.” KnowsYearsLongTwoSchoolTogetherUsedKnow HowFootballYears AgoFellowsListsWeatherOld School Book:Lapsus Calami and Other Verses Source: Lapsus Calami and Other Verses
