The Great Maypole of London

“Depriv’d of Root, and Branch, and Rind, Yet Flow’rs I bear of ev’ry Kind: My Head, with Giddiness, goes round; And yet I firmly stand my Ground: All over naked I am seen, and Painted like and Indian Queen.” (Jonathon Swift, ‘The Maypole‘) The British quite naturally come in for plenty of criticism for theContinue reading “The Great Maypole of London”