To Belloc (G. K. Chesterton Poem)
For every tiny town or place God made the stars especially; Babies look up with owlish face And see them ...
For every tiny town or place God made the stars especially; Babies look up with owlish face And see them ...
God made the wicked Grocer For a mystery and a sign, That men might shun the awful shops And go ...
Chattering finch and water-fly Are not merrier than I; Here among the flowers I lie Laughing everlastingly. No; I may ...
Before the Roman came to Rye or out to Severn strode, The rolling English drunkard made the rolling English road. ...
The wind blew out from Bergen, from the dawning to the day There was a wreck of trees, a fall ...
To J.S.M. The wine they drink in Paradise They make in Haute Lorraine; God brought it burning from the sod ...
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