What do they think has happened, the old fools, To make them like this? Do they somehow suppose It’s more grown-up when…

Sexual intercourse began In nineteen sixty-three (which was rather late for me) – Between the end of the Chatterley ban And the…

She kept her songs, they kept so little space, The covers pleased her: One bleached from lying in a sunny place, One…

My wife and I have asked a crowd of craps To come and waste their time and ours: perhaps You’d care to…

Why should not old men be mad? Some have known a likely lad That had a sound fly-fisher’s wrist Turn to a…

I have met them at close of day Coming with vivid faces From counter or desk among grey Eighteenth-century houses. I have…

I thought no more was needed Youth to prolong Than dumb-bell and foil To keep the body young. O who could have…

If any man drew near When I was young, I thought, “He holds her dear,” And shook with hate and fear. But…

Down by the salley gardens my love and I did meet; She passed the salley gardens with little snow-white feet. She bid…

His chosen comrades thought at school He must grow a famous man; He thought the same and lived by rule, All his…

Never shall a young man, Thrown into despair By those great honey-coloured Ramparts at your ear, Love you for yourself alone And…

I went out alone To sing a song or two, My fancy on a man, And you know who. Another came in…