While yesteryear I tarried In a garden in the south, I met a youth who carried A rose-bud in his mouth.<p>I gave him chase and caught him, And would … - Enoch Powell

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While yesteryear I tarried
In a garden in the south,
I met a youth who carried
A rose-bud in his mouth.<p>I gave him chase and caught him,
And would not set him free,
But held him and besought him
To give the flower to me.<p>He smiled, and broke a petal
And laid it in my hand—
It seared like molten metal,
And here is yet the brand.

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About Enoch Powell

John Enoch Powell (16 June 1912 – 8 February 1998) was a British politician, classical scholar, author, linguist, soldier, philologist, and poet. He served as a Conservative Member of Parliament (1950–1974), then Ulster Unionist Party (UUP) MP (1974–1987), and was Minister of Health (1960–1963).

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Alternative Names: J. Enoch Powell John Enoch Powell
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