This poem is taken from PN Review 50, Volume 12 Number 6, July - August 1986.
Sisson's Good-night
Good-night, and hang me on a tree
Or lead me to the firing squad:
Say, he pretended once to be
The patriot and the friend of God.
It is not quite so bad as that,
But once I dabbled in the Creed
And England always has my love
- Two eccentricities indeed
...
Or lead me to the firing squad:
Say, he pretended once to be
The patriot and the friend of God.
It is not quite so bad as that,
But once I dabbled in the Creed
And England always has my love
- Two eccentricities indeed
...
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