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Adieu, Rydalian Laurels! That Have Grown, By: William Wordsworth
Adieu, Rydalian Laurels! that have grownAnd spread as if ye knew that days might comeWhen ye would shelter in a happy home,On this fair Mount, a Poet of your own,One who ne’er ventured for a Delphic crownTo sue the God; but, haunting your green shadeAll seasons through, is humbly pleased to braidGround-flowers, beneath your guardianship,…
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To Them That Mourn, By: G.K. Chesterton
Lift up your heads: in life, in death, God knoweth his head was high. Quit we the coward’s broken breath Who watched a strong man die. If we must say, ‘No…
To Hilaire Belloc, By: G.K. Chesterton
For every tiny town or place God made the stars especially; Babies look up with owlish face And see them tangled in a tree: You saw a moon from Sussex Downs, A Sussex…
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To F. C. In Memoriam Palestine, ’19, By: G.K. Chesterton
Do you remember one immortal Lost moment out of time and space, What time we thought, who passed the portal Of that divine disastrous place Where…
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To Captain Fryatt, By: G.K. Chesterton
Trampled yet red is the last of the embers, Red the last cloud of a sun that has set; What of your sleeping though…
To A Certain Nation, By: G.K. Chesterton
We will not let thee be, for thou art ours. We thank thee still, though thou forget these things, For that hour’s sake when…