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Hilaire Belloc
Hilaire Belloc

Godolphin Horne

Godolphin Horne

Who was cursed with the Sin of Pride, and Became a Boot-Black.

Godolphin Horne was Nobly Born;
He held the Human Race in Scorn,

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Hilaire Belloc
Hilaire Belloc

From: Dedicatory Ode

From: Dedicatory Ode

I will not try the reach again,
I will not set my sail alone,
To moor a boat bereft of men
At Yarnton's tiny docks of stone. <…

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Hilaire Belloc
Hilaire Belloc

Fatigue

Fatigue


I'm tired of Love: I'm still more tired of Rhyme.
But Money gives me pleasure all the time.

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Hilaire Belloc
Hilaire Belloc

Epitah on the Politician Himself

Epitah on the Politician Himself

Here richly, with ridiculous display,
The Politician's corpse was laid away.
While all of his acquaintance sneered and s…

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Hilaire Belloc
Hilaire Belloc

Courtesy

Courtesy


Of Courtesy, it is much less
Than Courage of Heart or Holiness,
Yet in my Walks it seems to me
That the Grace of God is in Courtesy.…

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Hilaire Belloc
Hilaire Belloc

Cuckoo!

Cuckoo!


In woods so long time bare
Cuckoo!
Up and in the wood, I know not where
Two notes fall.
Yet I do not envy him at all
His …

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Hilaire Belloc
Hilaire Belloc

Cautionary Tales for Children: Introduction

Cautionary Tales for Children: Introduction

And is it True? It is not True.
And if it were it wouldn’t do,
For people such as me and you
Who pretty…

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Hilaire Belloc
Hilaire Belloc

Ballade to Our Lady of Czestochowa

Ballade to Our Lady of Czestochowa

I

Lady and Queen and Mystery manifold
And very Regent of the untroubled sky,
Whom in a dream St. Hilda did…

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Hilaire Belloc
Hilaire Belloc

An Author’s Hope

An Author’s Hope

When I am dead, I hope it may be said:
‘His sins were scarlet, but his books were read.’

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Hilaire Belloc
Hilaire Belloc

A Trinity

A Trinity

Of three in One and One in three
My narrow mind would doubting be
Till Beauty, Grace and Kindness met
And all at once were Juliet.

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Hilaire Belloc
Hilaire Belloc

[Month of] November

[Month of] November

November is that historied Emperor,
Conquered in age, but foot to foot with fate,
Who from his refuge high has heard the roar
O…

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Hilaire Belloc
Hilaire Belloc

[Month of] September

[Month of] September

I, from a window where the Meuse is wide,
Looked eastward out to the September night;
The men that in the hopeless battle died

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Hilaire Belloc
Hilaire Belloc

[Month of] January

[Month of] January

It freezes- all across a soundless sky
The birds go home. The governing dark's begun:
The steadfast dark that waits not for a sun;

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Hilaire Belloc
Hilaire Belloc

[Month of] March

[Month of] March

The north-cast wind has come from Norroway,
Roaring he came above the white waves' tips!
The foam of the loud sea was on his lips,

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Hilaire Belloc
Hilaire Belloc

[Month of] December

[Month of] December

Hoar Time about the house betakes him slow,
Seeking an entry for his weariness.
And in that dreadful company distress
And the s…

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Hilaire Belloc
Hilaire Belloc

[Month of] April

[Month of] April

The stranger warmth of the young sun obeying,
Look! little beads of green begin to grow,
And hidden flowers have dated their tops to sho…

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Hermann Hesse
Hermann Hesse

Thinking Of A Friend At Night

Thinking Of A Friend At Night

In this evil year, autumn comes early...
I walk by night in the field, alone, the rain clatters,
The wind on my hat...And y…

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Hilaire Belloc
Hilaire Belloc

[Month of) July

[Month of) July

The Kings come riding back from the Crusade,
The purple Kings and all their mounted men;
They fill the street with clamorous cavalcade; <…

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Hermann Hesse
Hermann Hesse

Stages

Stages


As every flower fades and as all youth
Departs, so life at every stage,
So every virtue, so our grasp of truth,
Blooms in its day and …

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Hermann Hesse
Hermann Hesse

Lying In Grass

Lying In Grass

Is this everything now, the quick delusions of flowers,
And the down colors of the bright summer meadow,
The soft blue spread of heaven, t…

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Hermann Hesse
Hermann Hesse

In Secret We Thirst

In Secret We Thirst

Graceful, spiritual,
with the gentleness of arabesques
our life is similar
to the existence of fairies
that spin in soft …

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Hermann Hesse
Hermann Hesse

How Heavy The Days

How Heavy The Days

How heavy the days are.
There's not a fire that can warm me,
Not a sun to laugh with me,
Everything bare,
Everything cold …

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Hermann Hesse
Hermann Hesse

Across The Fields

Across The Fields

Across the sky, the clouds move,
Across the fields, the wind,
Across the fields the lost child
Of my mother wanders.

…

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Hermann Hesse
Hermann Hesse

A Swarm Of Gnats

A Swarm Of Gnats

Many thousand glittering motes
Crowd forward greedily together
In trembling circles.
Extravagantly carousing away
For a whol…

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