God wills Himself into being
Now and then and summons up
The shade of the late laureate
Henry James Pye. If You're God
No one dares say "For God's sake!
Why Pye? Tennyson would bring You
Better poetry. So would Dryden or
Betjman or even Nahum Tate. Old Cibber,
Leaning over to whisper in Your Ear,
Might make You open Your Eyes and
laugh.
But, of all poets, Pye? Why Pye?"
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