When forests walked and fishes flew
And figs grew upon thorn,
Some moment when the moon was blood,
Then, surely, I was born.
With monstrous head and sickening bray
And ears like errant wings-
The devil’s walking parody
Of all four-footed things:
The battered outlaw of the earth
Of ancient crooked will;
Scourge, beat, deride me-I am dumb-
I keep my secret still.
Fools! For I also had my hour-
One far fierce hour and sweet:
There was a shout around my head
And palms about my feet.
(G. K. Chesterton)
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