“ I hate your grandiose airs
Your sob stuff, your laugh and your swagger,
Your assumption that everyone cares, who is
The king of your castle, castles are out of date..
The tide flows round the children’s sandy fancy
Put up what flag you like, it is to late to save your
Soul with bunting “
Louis MacNeice - Autumn Journal. 1939.
“ I hate your grandiose airs
Your sob stuff, your laugh and your swagger,
Your assumption that everyone cares, who is
The king of your castle, castles are out of date..
The tide flows round the children’s sandy fancy
Put up what flag you like, it is to late to save your
Soul with bunting “
Louis MacNeice - Autumn Journal. 1939.
