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A varied collection of short poems mixing lyric meditation, satire, and balladry. The pieces range from war-tinged reflections and political commentary to convivial drinking songs, devotional verses, and playful dedications to friends and children. Many poems evoke rural and urban scenes with brisk, conversational diction, while others adopt formal stanzaic shapes for narrative effects. Themes include memory, faith, social critique, nature, and companionship, with tone shifting between humor and solemnity. The sequence alternates concise epigrams and longer narrative pieces, united by a rhythmic clarity and a direct, energetic voice that balances spontaneity with careful craft.

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Title: Verses

Author: Hilaire Belloc

Author of introduction, etc.: Joyce Kilmer

Release date: October 13, 2019 [eBook #60487]
Most recently updated: October 17, 2024

Language: English

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VERSES BY H. BELLOC



VERSES

By
HILAIRE BELLOC

With an Introduction
By
JOYCE KILMER

NEW YORK
LAURENCE J. GOMME
1916


Copyright, 1916, By
Laurence J. Gomme


VAIL-BALLOU COMPANY
BINGHAMTON AND NEW YORK


To

JOHN SWINNERTON PHILLIMORE

A DEDICATION
WITH THIS BOOK OF VERSE

When you and I were little tiny boys
We took a most impertinent delight
In foolish, painted and misshapen toys
That hidden mothers brought to us at night.
Do you that have the child’s diviner part—
The dear content a love familiar brings—
Take these imperfect toys, till in your heart
They too attain the form of perfect things?