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35.2.4. Index of first lines

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A boy
A boy is not for ever young 198
A huge welcome to you all 282
‘A poet could not but be gay’ 24
Abruptly I spot in the unruly shouting crowd, Bert’s face 204
All down the centuries men are the same 174
All of me is images of you 179
American youth, U.S. boy! 261
An uncouth youth 171
As a busy prison visitor 229
As a mature true Englishman I am flabbergasted (I refuse to say gobsmacked) 108

Be a composite human 37
Before I come up, they told me down the pub Oxford wuz cultivated 69
Blades clean bright 302
Bubble you said, bubble bubble 273
By the low stone wall and the rowan tree 176

By those High Authorities who are permitted to govern in Stellar regions (BORN DRUNK) 49
By those High Authorities who are permitted to govern in Stellar regions (STELLA CONSIGNMENTS) 46

Can you remember every kiss? 178
Catastrophes are everywhere, brought to the screen 195
Cheery chaps tell me I must be multicultural 100
Close-drawn within my skin 44
Close to the heart of the western shire 67
Come live my love, and be with me 183

Dead, we here now inhabit smaller but grander houses 86
Democracy is not a house of cards 96
Dick married for life 181
Did you hear, did you see 95
Did you miss out? 41
Do some French think quatorze 243

Earth poets 23
Edgar is carried away 81
Eton, said Harold Acton 232
Every poet ever born has thought 20

For me, a mature man, some pubescent boys have charm 206
For the forty-third time I had a good go 26
For you to be a poet 19

Gary has lately become a nuisance 201
God in Heaven, what a nightmare! 117
Goodbye black lover 266
Grown men in their thousands 220

Have not 38
Have you anything to say in mitigation 251
He looks an ordinary man 52
He always said I never understood him 150
Hello, I see you 199
Her kisses are for me too much 163
His immaturity excels our maturity 200
His miraculous eyes 248
His name was Arnold, not of Rugby fame 216
How do you do 272
How do you relate 129
How to defeat youth - try age 125
Human sexuality has two levels: participating and not 222

I admit that cat was a stand-in 318
I am about to fall in love 214
I am, as you have long suspected and now know 303
I am attracted to this boy, call him David; but it is incongruous 227
I am writing to apply 53
I created a two-legged toy 146
I desire to embrace the whole world 36
I died that day when I dropped heavily 274
I feel the strong desire to weep 313
I found it difficult being a husband 184
I give you thirty years 239
I have a vole 321
I knew you once 131
I lived across the road from Liberace 260
I might have loved you 235
I’m cosseted disabled, but when I was a lad 77
I questioned Harold Acton 120
I regret the days that are gone 311
I see from your pursed lips 73
I see, now you remind me of that boy, that we are hurt 262
I see this sunshiny young boy 213
I sing a song of puberty 223
I sing my song 153
I steal their music 21
I stood in the Bakery 142
I walked my chicken, but she turned chill 173
I want to be near you 167
I want your body 160
I was born in the year you were married 113
I wish to know, will someone please tell me 149
I wish you well 182
If I can turn you on 168
In the 1930s when I did something they thought wrong, as I often did 34
In the Lion I met an earnest man who told me 155
In the long run 84
Into how many segments 39
It is an obstacle 249
It’s no good writing anything unless it’s true 233
It’s no use arguing 91
It’s not worth your while to get angry 169
It’s two thousand years 298

Jack is glad his newspaper is filled with exploits 85
Jason is pointed 148
Joyfully sing Noel, Noel! 79

Let no man think he loves 247
Let’s look at this coolly 35
Like you I’ve no time at all for these pædophiles 141
Listen to me, said Uncle Stout 258
Look at the mess I’ve done to my hand 191
Look here I said, when I saw this boy 238
Lust as you will 144

Many poor boys get the shock of their lives 254
May she ever cherished be 164
Memories have life, but now you invalidate them all 177
My drink is water bright 32
My name is Luke; I want to puke 133
My unbegotten son has flaxen hair 187

Nature and the Bible require that we English 103
‘Never speak to strangers’ 74
New-born first-born, freshly washed and dressed 190
Newspapers write ‘sleeping with’ 157
Nothing I do can be wrong 293
Now am I given more 312
Now I am watching a youth 76

O I am a horrible, horrible racist 109
O Ken Brown! 267
O please don’t piss in the bidet 208
On the eve of the twenty-first century 55
One of Doug’s shiny medals fell flat on the floor 93
Only this morning I received in the post an important worrying official letter 294

Pale, outstretched, in the bed you lie 194
Patrick Crossman hanged himself today 196
Paul, this slender-tender boy of fifteen, honest English lad 203
People complain that men are too sexy 151
People with busy lives 22
Pity O pity me, dining alone 180

Rules, rules, they must give us rules 140

Seasonable icicles 80
Seated opposite each other 170
Shall I be direct 161
Sharing this body you think only yours 309
Slight of figure 307
So far I have made up the world like my family 188
Some impudent persons presume 105
Sweetly you brought me a bubble 276
Swing high 314

That Jew Jesus, I tried to love him 147
That tender boy, slender colt 197
The awful woofle stalks the woods 277
The cat’s head moves in circular motion 317
The English language is known to have a rich vocabulary: so why don’t you leave it alone? 105
The line is drawn: I did not draw it 242
The little and fat man 236
The loom of truth 123
The nugget is an idea 291
The pulse that darkens scarlet skies 165
The weight and consequence of a poem 28
There is no blame, there is no praise 292
This decade is my decade 101
This here’s the prospectus 278
This is a song of public school 134
This man told me he was Prime Minister 119
This youth is nearby, by some stroke 240
Those important things 246
Though at first you burnished my silver 172
Trouble with real women is 275

Uncle strides whitely through the dark 288

Visuals are out of key 127

Wayne (or it might be Kevin) 54
We are agreed 269
We are all politically correct 98
We do not barter, you and I 45
We have our senses, you and I 218
We know the essence is not your youth, it will pass 127
We too 166
What is more, the voice or what it sings 51
What strange men there are in this world 225
When I saw you first, you with your Afro hair 263
When I, unbeliever or at least agnostic 296
When the portly Roman Catholic priest, Father Peter 255
Who are these people, the strange ones 308
Who can we find to vindicate us 310
Why do these people pretend 145
Why has the passing of just a few years produced such differences in attitudes 11
Why then does our Jack want the Albion to win 82
Why you squeal does the burglar steal, the robber rob? 72

You inform me that you are a poet too 25
You in your teens, you with your bright eyes 244
You painted me as a lustful devil 102
You tell me where to live 189
You want a voice 162
Your taut smooth fawn skin 250
You’re aware, vicious boy, while glancing elsewhere 205