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 we went hunting the Dragon In the days when we were young, We tossed the bright world over our shoulder As bugle ...
This is the weird of a world-old folk, That not till the last link breaks,Not till the night is blackest, The blood ...
(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 ...
High on the wall that holds Jerusalem I saw one stand under the stars like stone. And when I perish it shall ...
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