A Song of Defeat (G. K. Chesterton Poem)
The line breaks and the guns go under, The lords and the lackeys ride the plain; I draw deep breaths ...
The line breaks and the guns go under, The lords and the lackeys ride the plain; I draw deep breaths ...
O God, whose thunder shakes the sky, Whose eye this atom globe surveys, To thee, my only rock, I fly, ...
Revolving in their destin'd sphere, The hours begin another year As rapidly to fly; Ah! think, Maria, (e'er in grey ...
Recite the loves of Narva and Mored The priest of Chalma's triple idol said. High from the ground the youthful ...
Of Nelson and the North Sing the glorious day's renown, When to battle fierce came forth All the might of ...
(Judges, vi.25) Jesus! whose blood so freely stream'd To satisfy the law's demand; By Thee from guilt and wrath redeem'd, ...
(Exodus, xv.26) Heal us, Emmanuel! here we are, Waiting to feel Thy touch: Deep-wounded souls to Thee repair And, Saviour, ...
God moves in a mysterious way His wonders to perform; He plants His footsteps in the sea, And rides upon ...
Breathe from the gentle south, O Lord, And cheer me from the north; Blow on the treasures of thy word, ...
(Exodus, xvii.15) By whom was David taught To aim the deadly blow, When he Goliath fought, And laid the Gittite ...
God moves in a mysterious way His wonders to perform; He plants His footsteps in the sea, And rides upon ...
The first seen in the season Nitens et roboris expers Turget et insolida est: et spe delectat. - Ovid, Metam. ...
Unchanged within, to see all changed without, Is a blank lot and hard to bear, no doubt. Yet why at ...
Notus in fratres animi paterni. Hor. Carm. lib.II.2. A bless?d lot hath he, who having passed His youth and early ...
The trees in the garden rained flowers. Children ran there joyously. They gathered the flowers Each to himself. Now there ...
O POVERTY! though from thy haggard eye, Thy cheerless mein, of every charm bereft, Thy brow, that hope's last traces ...
O, Poverty! though from thy haggard eye, Thy cheerless mien, of every charm bereft, Thy brow that Hope's last traces ...
The sluggish clouds hang low upon the town, And from yon lamp in chilled and sodden rays The feeble light ...
'The mist is resting on the hill; The smoke is hanging in the air; The very clouds are standing still: ...
My God! O let me call Thee mine! Weak wretched sinner though I be, My trembling soul would fain be ...
That summer sun, whose genial glow Now cheers my drooping spirit so Must cold and distant be, And only light ...
My God (oh, let me call Thee mine, Weak, wretched sinner though I be), My trembling soul would fain be ...
1 They that in play can do the thing they would, Having an instinct throned in reason's place, --And every ...
I. THE GARDEN. ABOVE the city hung the moon, Right o'er a plot of ground Where flowers and orchard-trees were ...
The critical attitude Strikes many people as unfruitful That is because they find the state Impervious to their criticism But ...
The groves were God's first temples. Ere man learned To hew the shaft, and lay the architrave, And spread the ...
Worthy art Thou, O Lord, of praise, But ah! It's not in me. My sinking heart I pray Thee raise ...
In my distress I sought the Lord When naught on earth could comfort give, And when my soul these things ...
Thou ill-form'd offspring of my feeble brain, Who after birth did'st by my side remain, Till snatcht from thence by ...
Perhaps we go with wind and cloud and sun, Into the free companionship of air; Perhaps with sunsets when the ...
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