The New Freethinker (G. K. Chesterton Poem)
John Grubby who was short and stout And troubled with religious doubt, Refused about the age of three To sit ...
John Grubby who was short and stout And troubled with religious doubt, Refused about the age of three To sit ...
Low and brown barns, thatched and repatched and tattered, Where I had seven sons until to-day, A little hill of ...
The sun was black with judgment, and the moon Blood: but between I saw a man stand, saying: 'To me ...
The line breaks and the guns go under, The lords and the lackeys ride the plain; I draw deep breaths ...
God made the wicked Grocer For a mystery and a sign, That men might shun the awful shops And go ...
Old King Cole Was a merry old soul And a merry old soul was he He called for his pipe ...
Some say that Guy of Warwick The man that killed the Cow, And brake the mighty Boar alive Beyond the ...
This much, O heaven-if I should brood or rave, Pity me not; but let the world be fed, Yea, in ...
Under what withering leprous light The very grass as hair is grey, Grass in the cracks of the paven courts ...
The Druids waved their golden knives And danced around the Oak When they had sacrificed a man; But though the ...
Are they clinging to their crosses, F. E. Smith, Where the Breton boat-fleet tosses, Are they, Smith? Do they, fasting, ...
A livid sky on London And like the iron steeds that rear A shock of engines halted And I knew ...
O learned man who never learned to learn, Save to deduce, by timid steps and small, From towering smoke that ...
They spoke of Progress spiring round, Of light and Mrs Humphrey Ward-- It is not true to say I frowned, ...
O God of earth and altar, Bow down and hear our cry, Our earthly rulers falter, Our people drift and ...
The Rev. Isaiah Bunter has disappeared into the interior of the Solomon Islands, and it is feared that he may ...
There fared a mother driven forth Out of an inn to roam; In the place where she was homeless All ...
White founts falling in the Courts of the sun, And the Soldan of Byzantium is smiling as they run; There ...
In the city set upon slime and loam They cry in their parliament 'Who goes home?' And there comes no ...
Smile at us, pay us, pass us; but do not quite forget; For we are the people of England, that ...
A Book of verses underneath the bough, Provided that the verses do not scan, A loaf of bread, a jug ...
It is something to have wept as we have wept, It is something to have done as we have done, ...
They haven't got no noses, The fallen sons of Eve; Even the smell of roses Is not what they supposes; ...
Lo! I am come to autumn, When all the leaves are gold; Grey hairs and golden leaves cry out The ...
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