The Oxford Dictionary of Quotations Preface

Sir
Beelzebub called for his syllabub in the hotel in Hell
Where Proserpine first fell,
Blue as the gendarmerie were the waves of the sea,
Rocking and shocking the barmaid.
‘Façade’ (1923) ‘When Sir Beelzebub’
Still falls the Rain—
Dark as the world of man, black as our loss—
Blind as the nineteen hundred and forty nails
Upon the Cross.
‘The Raids, 1940. Night and Dawn’ (1942)
Daisy and Lily,
Lazy and silly,
Walk by the shore of the wan grassy sea—
Talking once more ’neath a swan-bosomed tree.
‘Waltz’ (1948)
I have often wished I had time to cultivate modesty...But I am too busy thinking about myself.
In ‘Observer’ 30 April 1950
I enjoyed talking to her, but thought nothing of her writing. I considered her ‘a beautiful little
knitter’.
Of Virginia Woolf in a letter to Geoffrey Singleton, 11 July 1955: John Lehmann and Derek Palmer (eds.)
‘Selected Letters’ (1970)
7.100 Sir Osbert Sitwell 1892-1969
The British Bourgeoise
Is not born,
And does not die,
But, if it is ill,
It has a frightened look in its eyes.
‘At the House of Mrs Kinfoot’ (1921) p. 8
In reality, killing time
Is only the name for another of the multifarious ways
By which Time kills us.
‘Milordo Inglese’.
On the coast of Coromandel
Dance they to the tunes of Handel.
‘On the Coast of Coromandel’
Educ: during the holidays from Eton.
Entry in ‘Who’s Who’ (1929)
7.101 John Skelton c.1460-1529