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Famous Aston Poems by Famous Poets

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by Chatterton, Thomas> 

Rycharde of Lyons harte to fyghte is gon, 
Uponne the brede sea doe the banners gleme, 
The amenused nationnes be aston, 
To ken syke large a flete, syke fyne, syke breme, 
The barkis heafods coupe the lymed streme; 
Oundes synkeynge oundes upon the hard ake riese; 
The water slughornes ayre, and reche the skies. 
Sprytes of the bleste, on gouldyn trones astedde, 
Poure owte yer pleasaunce onn mie fadres hedde. 


The gule depeyncted oares from the blac...Read More

by Betjeman, John
...viable from ten o'clock till five.

For vital off-the-record work - that's talking transport-wise -
I've a scarlet Aston-Martin - and does she go? She flies!
Pedestrians and dogs and cats, we mark them down for slaughter.
I also own a speedboat which has never touched the water.

She's built of fibre-glass, of course. I call her 'Mandy Jane'
After a bird I used to know - No soda, please, just plain -
And how did I acquire her? Well, to tell you about that
And...Read More

by Collins, Billy
...beyond this table
there is nothing that I need,
not even a job that would allow me to row to work,
or a coffee-colored Aston Martin DB4
with cracked green leather seats.

No, it's all here,
the clear ovals of a glass of water,
a small crate of oranges, a book on Stalin,
not to mention the odd snarling fish
in a frame on the wall,
and the way these three candles--
each a different height--
are singing in perfect harmony.

So forgive me
if I lower my head now and liste...Read More

by Dryden, John
The treble squeaks for fear, the basses roar:
Echoes from Pissing-Alley, Shadwell call,
And Shadwell they resound from Aston Hall.
About thy boat the little fishes throng,
As at the morning toast, that floats along.
Sometimes as prince of thy harmonious band
Thou wield'st thy papers in thy threshing hand.
St. Andre's feet ne'er kept more equal time,
Not ev'n the feet of thy own Psyche's rhyme:
Though they in number as in sense excel;
So just, so like tautolog...Read More

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