How broad-minded were nature and My Parents
in appointing to My Personal City
exactly the sort of Censor I would have
Myself elected.
Who bans from recall any painful image:
foul behaviour, whether by Myself or Others,
days of dejection, breakages, poor cooking,
are suppressed promptly.
I do wish, though. They had assigned Me a less hostile
Public Prosecutor, Who in the ealry morning
cross-questions Me with unrelenting venom
about My future-
"How will You ever pay Your taxes?" "Where will You
find a cab?" "Won't Your Speech be a flop?"- and greets My
answers with sarcastic silence. Well, well, I must grin and bear it.
W.H. Auden
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