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 ...
The angels are singing like birds in a tree In the organ of good St. Cecily: And the parson reads with his ...
We have graven the mountain of God with hands, As our hands were graven of God, they say, Where the seraphs burn ...
I Cut a staff in a churchyard copse, I clad myself in ragged things,I set a feather in my cap That fell ...
(With apologies to a beautiful poem.) Abou Ben Adhem (may his tribe decrease By cautious birth-control and die in peace) Mellow with learning ...
The World is ours till sunset, Holly and fire and snow;And the name of our dead brother Who loved us long ago.The ...
The violet scent is sacred Like dreams of angels bright;The hawthorn smells of passion Told in a moonless night.But the smell is ...
Feast on wine or fast on water,And your honor shall stand sureIf an angel out of heavenBrings you something else ...
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