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 ...
When the long grey lines came flooding upon Paris in the plain,We stood and drank of the last free air ...
White founts falling in the Courts of the sun,And the Soldan of Byzantium is smiling as they run;There is laughter ...
Five kings rule o'er the Amorite,Mighty as fear and old as night;Swathed with unguent and gold and jewel,Waxed they merry ...
Our God who made two lovers in a garden, And smote them separate and set them free, Their four eyes wild for ...
When we went hunting the Dragon In the days when we were young, We tossed the bright world over our shoulder As bugle ...
All day the nations climb and crawl and pray In one long pilgrimage to one white shrine,Where sleeps a saint whose ...
For every tiny town or place God made the stars especially; Babies look up with owlish face And see them tangled in a ...
Our souls shall be Leviathans In purple seas of wine When drunkenness is dead with death, And drink is all divine; Learning in those ...
(W.E.G., May 1898)Lift up your heads: in life, in death, God knoweth his head was high.Quit we the coward's broken breath Who ...
Britannia needs no Boulevards,No spaces wide and gay:Her march was through the crooked streetsAlong the narrow way.Nor looks she where, ...
I had grown weary of him; of his breathAnd hands and features I was sick to death.Each day I heard ...
The violet scent is sacred Like dreams of angels bright;The hawthorn smells of passion Told in a moonless night.But the smell is ...
I cannot count the pebbles in the brook.Well hath He spoken: 'Swear not by thy head.Thou knowest not the hairs,' ...
There is one sin: to call a green leaf gray,Whereat the sun in heaven shuddereth.There is one blasphemy: for death ...
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