29 NOVEMBER 1963, page 11

The Picnic

Let others picnic oil champagne And rich brown croutes of pink foie gras, Or greedily fierce vodka drain Helped dowel by heaps of caviar. For others banquets fit, like these For......

Springtime

`Rejoice and sing,' The Young Man cried; The Glorious Spring Returns in pride. 'The skylarks trill, The pigeons nest, The daffodil Puts on her best. 'The sunbeams dance, The......

Platonic Love

Do not mistake me, love is like a weed; She grows in rank profusion everywhere, O'er hill and vale, meadow and pasture bare And careful cultivation does not need. Friendship is......

Bathing

My great-great-9,randmother, when she Bathed, back in 1853, Of vice, and scandal much afraid, Avoided the Marine Parade, And, dragged in quaint' and creaking cart To some......

The Devil's Own Song

So you have come at last to journey's end; Pretence is vain; You should have learned the facts of life, my friend; They've won again. Religion, 1 admit, is well enough Within......

Poems By Quintin Hogg

Dreams Ours is a world divorced from time and space, A realm wherein the fancy freely flies Untrammelled by the body's carapace, Where past and future live, and present dies. By......

Middle Age

When we were young, it seemed that happiness Would come when we had reached to man's estate, And joy and hope conjoined would consummate Our triumph over childhood's long......

The Nightmare

The nameless horror of the night, Though it hold the heart in fear, Vanishes at morning clear, Yielding to the growing light. But oh, the sorrow of the soul, Wasted years and......