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I've just learned to turn it off
I Won't Send Roses (Mack & Mabel)
I won't send roses or hold the door
I won't remember which dress you wore
My heart is too much in control
The lack of romance in my soul
Will turn you grey, kid
So stay away, kid
Forget my shoulder when you're in need
Forgetting birthdays is guaranteed
And should I love you, you would be the last to know
I won't send roses
And roses suit you so
My pace is frantic, my temper's cross
With words romantic I'm at a loss
I'd be the first one to agree
That I'm preoccupied with me
And it's inbred, kid
So keep your head, kid
In me you'll find things like guts and nerve
But not the kind things that you deserve
And so while there's a fighting chance, just turn and go
I won't send roses
And roses suit you so
I won't send roses or hold the door
I won't remember which dress you wore
My heart is too much in control
The lack of romance in my soul
Will turn you grey, kid
So stay away, kid
Forget my shoulder when you're in need
Forgetting birthdays is guaranteed
And should I love you, you would be the last to know
I won't send roses
And roses suit you so
My pace is frantic, my temper's cross
With words romantic I'm at a loss
I'd be the first one to agree
That I'm preoccupied with me
And it's inbred, kid
So keep your head, kid
In me you'll find things like guts and nerve
But not the kind things that you deserve
And so while there's a fighting chance, just turn and go
I won't send roses
And roses suit you so
no subject
—H.D., "Eurydice"
She is one of my favorite poets: the only person I have ever read who could make English sound like sixth-century Greek.
I'll hold your hand while they drag the river . . .
—Jill Tracy, "Evil Night Together"
Listening to her should be self-explanatory. : P
What is deep, as love is deep, I'll have
Deeply . . .
—Christopher Fry, The Lady's Not For Burning
I saw this the Theater at Monmouth when I was thirteen and it made a great impression on me. The language is beautiful, and the characters sharp; if you haven't read the play, I'd recommend it. It's endlessly quotable.