56 Quotes by John Betjeman

Lord, reserve for me a crown, And do not let my shares go down.

And London shops on Christmas Eve Are strung with silver bells and flowers As hurrying clerks the City leave To pigeon-haunted classic towers, And marbled clouds go scudding by The many-steepled London sky

I have a Vision of the Future, chum. The workers flats in fields of soya beans tower up like silver pencils, score on score.

And is it true? And is it true, / This most tremendous tale of all, / Seen in a stained-glass window's hue, / A Baby in an ox's stall?

The Church's Restoration / In eighteen-eighty-three / Has left for contemplation / Not what there used to be.

The gas was on in the Institute, / The flare was up in the gym.

One mark of good verse is surprise

Hymn tunes are the nearest we've got to English folk music..

Topography is one of my chief themes in my poetry..about the country, the suburbs and the seaside... then there come's love... and increasingly; the fear of death.