The Wild Knight (Gilbert Keith Chesterton Poems)
The wasting thistle whitens on my crest,The barren grasses blow upon my spear,A green, pale pennon: blazon of wild faithAnd ...
The wasting thistle whitens on my crest,The barren grasses blow upon my spear,A green, pale pennon: blazon of wild faithAnd ...
I.-Peter MichaelovIt was Peter the Barbarian put an apron in his bagAnd rolled up the honoured bundle that Australians call ...
From Australia.OH, tell me, God of Battles! Oh, say what is to come!The King is in his trenches, the millionaire ...
all the fears of childhoodall the dreams of terrornightmares, the loneliness of childrenthe sense of guilta face pale as the ...
JINGLING bells and cracking whip,Laughter and jest on every lip! -Thou drew'st thy gorgeous mantle tight -But lo! I marked ...
My town always yearnsFor you-Streets, like lipsWant to fall where you have walked.The trees before my window dream of youOn ...
Let's wait till Sunday. On our bread we'll spread some kisses and fresh butter,then feverishly read the circus bills,about the noisy, ...
Live or die, but don't poison everything… Well, death's been here for a long time — it has a hell ...
I.THOU! whose impassion'd face The Painter loves to trace, Theme of the Sculptor's art and Poet's story-- How many a ...
What made the porter stare so hard? what made the porter stareAnd eye the tall young woman and the bundle ...
I remember, it was a morning, in summer, The window was half-open, I drew near, I could see my father ...
Live or die, but don't poison everything... Well, death's been here for a long time -- it has a hell ...
Through thick Arcadian woods a hunter went, Following the beasts upon a fresh spring day; But since his horn-tipped bow ...
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