His father gave him a box of truisms Shaped like a coffin, then his father died; The truisms remained on the mantelpiece.
Louis MacNeice Quotes
It’s no go my honey love, it’s no go my poppet; Work your hands from day to day, the winds will blow the profit. The glass is falling hour by hour, the glass will fall for ever, But if you break the bloody glass, you won’t hold up the weather.
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| Birth: | 12th September, 1907 |
| Death: | 3rd September, 1963 |
| Nationality: | Irish |
| Profession: | Playwriter, Poet |
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