Time, you old gipsy man, Will you not stay, Put up your caravan Just for one day?
1917 'Time,You Old Gipsy Man'.
I climbed a hill as light fell short, And rooks came home in scramble sort, And filled the trees and flapped and fought And sang themselves to sleep.Ralph Hodgson
I stood upon that silent hill And stared into the sky until My eyes were blind with stars and still I stared into the sky.Ralph Hodgson
When stately ships are twirled and spun Like whipping tops and help there's none And mighty ships ten thousand ton Go down like lumps of lead.Ralph Hodgson
Time, you old gipsy man,Will you not stay,Put up your caravanJust for one day?Ralph Hodgson
'Twould ring the bells of HeavenThe wildest peal for years,If Parson lost his sensesAnd people came to theirs,And he and they togetherKnelt down with angry prayersFor tamed and shabby tigersAnd dancing dogs and bears,And wretched, blind, pit ponies,And little hunted hares.Ralph Hodgson
Reason has moons, but moons not hersLie mirror'd on her sea,Confounding her astronomers,But, O! delighting me.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.Ralph Hodgson
God loves an idle rainbow, Not less than labouring seas.Ralph Hodgson
The morning that my baby came, they found a baby swallow dead, and saw a something hard to name fly mothlike over baby's bed.Ralph Hodgson
God loves an idle rainbow, No less than laboring seas .Ralph Hodgson
Some things have to be believed to be seen.Ralph Hodgson
'Twould ring the bells of heaven The widest peal for years, If Parson lost his senses And people came to theirs, And he and they together Knelt down with angry prayers For tamed and shabby tigers And dancing dogs and bears, And wretched, blind, pit ponies, And little hunted hares.Ralph Hodgson