sharing more Chesterton, randomly A Prayer in Darkness, by GK Chesterton This much, O heaven—if I should brood or rave, Pity me not; but let the world be fed, Yea, in my madness if I strike me dead, Heed you the grass that grows upon my grave. If I dare snarl between this sun and…
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The Sword I Swing Falls Shattering From the Sky
Sharing Chesteron‘s The Last Hero, just because. The wind blew out from Bergen from the dawning to the day, There was a wreck of trees and fall of towers a score of miles away, And drifted like a livid leaf I go before its tide, Spewed out of house and stable, beggared of flag and…