Jessie Pope, 'Captain von Muller'

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Captain Von Muller

A Skipper of mark was Von Muller,
The humorous naval leg-puller.
With ubiquitous ease
He raided the seas
And his bag became fuller and fuller.

Though now he is finally done, he
Had a nice little run for his money,
And his victims' distress
He would gently suppress
With words that were sweeter than honey.

The high seas brought hazards to suit him,
His laurels, not one will dispute him,
No Briton could crow
Over such a game foe
And his enemy's flag will salute him.

By Jessie Pope

Karl Friedrich Max von Muller: Captain of the Emden During World War I

Dag Hammarskjold, 'Untitled'

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Untitled

The mine-detector
Weaves its old patter
Without end.

Words without import
Are lobbed to and fro
Between us.

Forgotten intrigues
With their spider's web
Snare our hands.

Choked by its clown's mask
And quite dry, my mind
Is crumbling.

by Dag Hammarskjöld