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It ought to have gangsters, and aeroplanes and a lot of automatic pistols.

John Masefield

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John Masefield
Age: 88 †
Born: 1878
Born: June 1
Died: 1967
Died: May 12
Journalist
Novelist
Poet
Writer
County of Herefordshire
John Edward Masefield
Ought
Pistols
Aeroplanes
Gangsters
Automatic

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But he has gone, A nation's memory and veneration, Among the radiant, ever venturing on, Somewhere, with morning, as such spirits will.
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To most of us the future seems unsure. But then it always has been and we who have seen great changes must have great hopes.
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I hold that when a person dies / His soul returns again to earth / Arrayed in some new flesh disguise / Another mother gives him birth / With sturdier limbs and brighter brain.
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Man with his burning soul Has but an hour of breath To build a ship of Truth In which his soul may sail- Sail on the sea of death. For death takes toll Of beauty, courage, youth, Of all but Truth.
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The luck will alter and the star will rise.
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All I ask is a tall ship and a star to sail her by.
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State are not made, nor patched they grow Grow slow through centuries of pain, And grow correctly in the main But only grow by certain laws, Of certain bits in certain jaws.
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Man's body is faulty, his mind untrustworthy, but his imagination has made him remarkable.
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God dropped a spark down into everyone, And if we find and fan it to a blaze, It'll spring up and glow, like--like the sun, And light the wandering out of stony ways.
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Death opens unknown doors. It is most grand to die.
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Life, a beauty chased by tragic laughter.
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His face was filled with broken commandments.
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Commonplace people dislike tragedy because they dare not suffer and cannot exult.
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I must go down to the sea again For the call of the running tide It's a wild call and a clear call that may not be denied.
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It's a warm wind, the west wind, full of birds' cries I never hear the west wind but tears are in my eyes. For it comes from the west lands, the old brown hills, And April's in the West wind, and daffodils.
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Most roads lead men homewards, My road leads me forth
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