Life — March 1, 1923 — page 5: what you’re looking at

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It’s a Hard World for Poets ~RNEST Dowson, in a New York restaurant, ‘, cried for madder music and for stronger wine. je got the madder music. eee \Villiam Butler Yeats decided he would arise and » now, and go to Innisfree. He hopes to have the sport formalities completed in about six months. eee ercy Bysshe Shelley met a traveler from an an- 1e land, who said: “You can have it for just what ost me. Smuggled, every bit of it.” + sara Teasdale asked of the night of stars what she vuld give her love, and an advertising aviator e on the sky in letters of flame: “Snagproof 7 eK seated one day at the organ, Adelaide Anne Proc- vas weary and ill at ease, simply because no one | ever told her how to use auto-suggestion. Robert Browning's query as to what porridge had John Keats was immediately answered by eleven en- terprising manufacturcrs of cereals. see Henry W. Longfellow shot an arrow into the air. Thirty days. ee Citizens, hearing Francois Villon inquire as to the whereabouts of the snows of yesteryear, took him down a side street and showed him some, apologiz- ing for the inefficiency of the Street’ Cleaning De- partment. ee William Wordsworth wandered lonely as a cloud. Later, he told reporters that it was a tall man and a short man, and that several hundred dollars in bills in an inside pocket had been overlooked. xe Kipling talked o' gin an’ beer, but after a while nobody paid any attention to him. Boy: A-ah! Gee! this here spring cleanin’ makes me sick. I hate green grass an’ I hate the smell uv burnin’ leaves, an’ robins and things. comicbooks.com