William (sic)
bill herbert wrote:
'And
won't have a word said against the auld Ur-rapmeister: his Tay Whale is the
Moby Dick of estuarine verse, his Tay Bridge poem prefigures Hart Crane, his
addresses to the Queen know no rival till the late laureate's mythokittical
effusions.'
Absolutely. But I'd care a sport at the recent flowers (as mentined by
Keston) that the (not-yet-'Sir') Geoffrey has strewn for the late Lady
Spencer. I'm thinking of the short measure from Bromsgrove to Sir Harry's
Road. Cartland Hymns perhaps?
Or The Mystery of the Inebrity of Monsieur Paul?
david
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