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  2. Aug 27,  · Billy Childish (born Steven John Hamper, 1 December ) is an English painter, author, poet, photographer, film maker, singer and diedandtocoremarmistmellabefokim.co the late s, Childish has been prolific in creating music, writing and visual art. He has led and played in bands including the Pop Rivets, Thee Milkshakes, Thee Headcoats, and the Musicians of the British Empire, primarily working in the .
  3. Jun 09,  · Uncorrected Billy Childish, The New & Selected Poems Billy Childish. out of 5 stars 5. Paperback. Childish: Paintings of a Backwater Visionary Billy Childish. out of 5 stars 5. Paperback. 2 offers from £ Billy Childish is the best kept secret of the arts. So I don’t recommend that you read his books and his poems, or Reviews: 5.
  4. Oct 19,  · * Poems of a Backwater Visionary () Billy Childish (spoken word) * Christmas () Wild Billy Childish & the Musicians of the British Empire * Thatcher's Children () Wild Billy Childish & the MBE's * Juju Claudius () The Chatham Singers * Archive From - The Billy Childish Story () Three LP Compilation.
  5. who have even forgotten how to swim and how to ride a bicycle. No wonder you rise in the middle of the night to look up the date of a famous battle in a book on war. No wonder the moon in the window seems to have drifted out of a love poem that you used to know by heart.
  6. When the green was on the bough, Billy Bishop left the plough, Left his sweetheart, Ellen Lee, In her cottage by the sea, Left his mother, old and grey, In her building on the brea. Billy grasp'd the soldier's blade Where the game of war was play'd, Cruel game with blood and strife, Loss of limb and loss of life: Felt he here the fangs of woe, Fell he by the foeman's blow.
  7. A Vision poem by John Clare. I lost the love of heaven aboveI spurned the lust of earth belowI felt the sweets of fancied love. Page.

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