My Body Is a Broken Toy

My body is a broken toy

Which nobody can mend

Unfit for either play or ploy

My body is a broken toy;

But all things end.

The siege of Troy

Came one day to an end.

My body is a broken toy

Which nobody can mend.

My soul is an immortal toy

Which nobody can mar,

An instrument of praise and joy;

My soul is an immortal toy;

Though rusted from the world’s alloy

It glitters like a star;

My soul is an immortal toy

Which nobody can mar.

~Maurice Baring