Poems by Gilbert Keith Chesterton
The Shakespeare Memorial
... The souls most fed with Shakespeare's flame ...
The Two Women
... The hair that might be grey with knowledge, gold ...
The Englishman
... For though he fast right readily ...
The English Graves
... Their dead are marked on English stones, their loves on English trees, ...
The Convert
... And the whole world turned over and came upright, ...
The Wood-Cutter
... For I feared to see the whole bare heavens ...
The Wife Of Flanders
... Low and brown barns, thatched and repatched and tattered, ...
The Mariner
... but mine Smells shrewd of death and honour, ...
Americanisation
... Nor looks she where, New York's seduction, ...
Good News
... A great voice went through heaven, and earth and hell, ...
The Pessimist
... You have weighed the stars in a balance, and grasped the skies in a span: ...
Vanity
... Worthy of him that spoke with her ...
The Secret People
... And the man who seemed to be more than a man we strained against and broke ...
The Ballad Of God-Makers
... ' And the brown bird stirred in the dead man's hair, ...
Femina Contra Mundum
... Once more the man stood, saying: 'A cottage door, ...
