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Famous Assistant Poems by Famous Poets

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by Burns, Robert
...ylton. [back]
Note 10. Dr. Peter Wodrow of Tarbolton. [back]
Note 11. Rev. John M’Math, a young assistant and successor to Wodrow. [back]
Note 12. Rev. George Smith of Galston. [back]...Read More

by Philips, Katherine
...d all reduce and all convince. 
He onely liv'd with such success, 
That the whole world would fight with less. 
Assistant Kings could but subdue 
Those Foes which he can pardon too. 
He thinks no Slaughter-trophees good, 
Nor Laurels dipt in Subjects blood; 
But with a sweet resistless art 
Disarms the hand, and wins the heart; 
And like a God doth rescue those 
Who did themselves and him oppose. 
Go, wondrous Prince, adorn that Throne 
Which Birth and Merit m...Read More

by Berryman, John
...e sat down with War & Peace.

As a man I believed in democracy (nobody 
ever learns anything): only one lazy day
my assistant, called James Dow,
& I were chatting, in a failure of meeting of minds,
and I said curious 'What are your real politics?'
'Oh, I'm a monarchist.'

Finishing his dissertation, in Political Science.
I resign. The universal contempt for Mr Nixon,
whom never I liked but who
alert & gutsy served us years under a dope,
since dynasty K swarmed...Read More

by Berryman, John
...Hey, out there!—assistant professors, full,
I have a sing to shay.
We are assembled here in the capital
city for Dull—and one professor's wife is Mary—
at Christmastide, hey!

and all of you did theses or are doing
and the moral history of what we were up to
thrives in Sir Wilson's hands—
who I don't see here—only deal...Read More

by Nash, Ogden all men it must,
I want to be a banker
Like the banker at Bankers Trust.
I wouldn't ask to be president
Or even assistant veep,
I'd only ask for a kiddie car
And permission to go beep-beep.

The banker at Chase Manhattan,
He bids a polite Good-day;
The banker at Immigrant Savings
Cries Scusi! and Olé!
But I'd be a sleek Ferrari
Or perhaps a joggly jeep,
And scooting around at Bankers Trust,
Beep-beep, I'd go, beep-beep.

The trolley car used to say clang-clang...Read More

by Paterson, Andrew Barton
...and bought a shining new machine; 
And as he wheeled it through the door, with air of lordly pride, 
The grinning shop assistant said, "Excuse me, can you ride?" 
"See here, young man," said Mulga Bill, "from Walgett to the sea, 
From Conroy's Gap to Castlereagh, there's none can ride like me. 
I'm good all round at everything, as everybody knows, 
Although I'm not the one to talk - I hate a man that blows. 
But riding is my special gift, my chiefest, sole delight; 
...Read More

by Service, Robert William
For when it's most real,
It's then that you feel
 You're a-watchin' a cinema show.
'Ere's me wot's a barber's assistant.
 Hey, presto! It's somewheres in France,
And I'm 'ere in a pit
Where a coal-box 'as 'it,
 And it's all like a giddy romance.
The ruddy quick-firers are spittin',
 The 'eavies are bellowin' 'ate,
And 'ere I am cashooly sittin',
 And 'oldin' the 'ead of me mate.
Them gharstly green star-shells is beamin',
 'Ot shrapnel is poppin' like ra...Read More

by Jarrell, Randall from work, and so
To my bed, so to my grave, with no
Complaints, no comment: neither from my chief,
The Deputy Chief Assistant, nor his chief--
Only I complain. . . . this serviceable
Body that no sunlight dyes, no hand suffuses
But, dome-shadowed, withering among columns,
Wavy beneath fountains--small, far-off, shining
In the eyes of animals, these beings trapped
As I am trapped but not, themselves, the trap,
Aging, but without knowledge of their age,
Kept...Read More

by Lehman, David
...ll the problems 
of philosophy, he decided to broaden 
his interests. He became a schoolteacher, 
then a gardener's assistant at a monastery 
near Vienna. He dabbled in architecture. 


He returned to Cambridge in 1929, 
receiving his doctorate for the Tractatus, 
"a work of genius," in G. E. Moore's opinion. 
Starting in 1930 he gave a weekly lecture 
and led a weekly discussion group. He spoke 
without notes amid long periods of silence.<...Read More

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