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 ...
(March 4, 1913)Thine aid, O Muse, I consciously beseech;I crave thy succour, ask for thine assistanceThat men may cry: 'Some ...
'At last he is dead'So the wondering, horror-struck neighbours said, A skilful touch of his knife Has cut the thread of a ...
Come in and tread thou quietlyWithin the duskiness.This twilight thou dost seeIs but the moment passing. Make no guessUpon these ...
Through what strange winding ways of circumstance,Through what conspiracies of time and chance,By what long chain of hands, from his ...
Wilful we are in our infirmityOf childish questioning and discontent.Whate'er befalls us is divinely meant--Thou Truth the clearer for thy ...
This is to-day, a golden summer's day And yet--and yet My vengeful soul will not forget The past, forever now forgot, you say. From ...
Beloved, we have known long hours of quietude, sweet paths of shadow.Never a fear, yet we have confided wonderingly of ...
THREE months had passed since she had knelt before The grate of the confessional, and he, --The priest--had ...
NOW the far waves roll nearer and more near,The wind's awake, the pitiless wind's awake,It shrieks the menace that I ...
I know a lad in Leitrim, I know a lad, said she, "I know a lad in Leitrim would give ...
Dark is the tomb, yet holdeth but one fear In all its chill and silent majesty, Lest I should lie ...
Though care and strife Elsewhere be rife, Upon my word I do not heed 'em; In bed I lie With ...
Through thick Arcadian woods a hunter went, Following the beasts upon a fresh spring day; But since his horn-tipped bow ...
(AN ECHO FROM A LARGER LYRE.) That was love that I had before Years ago, when my heart was young; ...
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