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 ...
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 ...
All day the nations climb and crawl and pray In one long pilgrimage to one white shrine,Where sleeps a saint whose ...
The angels are singing like birds in a tree In the organ of good St. Cecily: And the parson reads with his ...
When all my days are ending And I have no song to sing, I think I shall not be too old To stare ...
A bird flew out at the break of day From the nest where it had curled,And ere the eve the bird ...
We watched you building, stone by stone, The well-washed cells and well-washed graves We shall inhabit but not own When Britons ever shall ...
The line breaks and the guns go under,The lords and the lackeys ride the plain;I draw deep breaths of the ...
For every tiny town or place God made the stars especially; Babies look up with owlish face And see them tangled in a ...
We have graven the mountain of God with hands, As our hands were graven of God, they say, Where the seraphs burn ...
Blue-eyed was Elf the minstrel, With womanish hair and ring, Yet heavy was his hand on sword, Though light upon the string. And as ...
The Devil is a gentleman, and asks you down to stayAt his little place at What'sitsname (it isn't far away).They ...
You that have snarled through the ages, take your answer and go--I know your hoary question, the riddle that all ...
We will not let thee be, for thou art ours. We thank thee still, though thou forget these things,For that hour's ...
(With apologies to a beautiful poem.) Abou Ben Adhem (may his tribe decrease By cautious birth-control and die in peace) Mellow with learning ...
Though the whole heaven be one-eyed with the moon, Though the dead landscape seem a thing possessed, Yet I go singing through ...
My eyes are full of lonely mirth: Reeling with want and worn with scars,For pride of every stone on earth, I shake ...
(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 ...
When God turned back eternity and was young,Ancient of Days, grown little for your mirth(As under the low arch the ...
To every Man his Mystery, A trade and only one: The masons make the hives of men, The domes of grey or dun, But ...
All round they murmur, 'O profane, Keep thy heart's secret hid as gold';But I, by God, would sooner be Some knight in ...
We came behind him by the wall, My brethren drew their brands,And they had strength to strike him down-- And I to ...
To J.S.M.The wine they drink in ParadiseThey make in Haute Lorraine;God brought it burning from the sodTo be a sign ...
This much, O heaven-if I should brood or rave,Pity me not; but let the world be fed,Yea, in my madness ...
Dark the sea was: but I saw him, One great head with goggle eyes,Like a diabolic cherub Flying in those fallen skies.I ...
Name not his deed: in shuddering and in haste We dragged him darkly o'er the windy fell:That night there was a ...
There is heard a hymn when the panes are dim,And never before or again,When the nights are strong with a ...
I saw an old man like a child,His blue eyes bright, his white hair wild,Who turned for ever, and might ...
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