I saw him in the Café Royal, Very old and very grand. Modernistic shone the lamplight There in London's fairyland. 'Devilled chicken. Devilled whitebait. Devil if I understand. 'Where is Oscar? Where is Bosie? Have I seen that man before? And the old one in the corner, Is it really Wratislaw?' Scent of Tutti-Frutti-Sen-Sen And cheroots upon the floor. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...TO THE REV. F.D. MAURICE by ALFRED TENNYSON OCTOBER by MARIE DAVIES WARREN BECKNER AN INVOCATION by JOHN GARDINER CALKINS BRAINARD HAWSE WORK by CHARLES BADGER CLARK JR. LOVE SPEECHLESS by WILLIAM HENRY DAVIES |