“A little while, their hunger unfulfilled,The mothlike worlds flit 'round the guttering sun.("Ephemera")”
“Between the sun and poverty there was us for a little while.”
“But surely it is something to have beenThe best beloved for a little while,To have walked hand in hand with Love, and seenHis purple wings flit once across thy smile.”
“It is not worth the while to go round the world to count the cats in Zanzibar.”
“To the delight of the poetic little gutter boys in the little grey streets.”
“Altruism accrues little benefit to those lying cold in the gutter.”