Author: Hilaire Belloc

Most Holy Night, that still dost keep The keys of all the doors of sleep, To me when my tired […]

Who played with a Dangerous Toy, and suffered a Catastrophe of considerable Dimensions When George’s Grandmamma was told That George […]

Ill fares the land to hast’ning ills a prey (1) Where wealth accumulates and men decay.’ But how much more […]

When I am living in the Midlands That are sodden and unkind, I light my lamp in the evening: My […]

My jolly fat host with your face all a-grin, Come, open the door to us, let us come in. A […]

Pelagius lived at Kardanoel And taught a doctrine there How, whether you went to heaven or to hell It was […]

Who Slammed Doors For Fun And Perished Miserably A trick that everyone abhors In little girls is slamming doors. A […]

Because my faltering feet may fail to dare The first descendant of the steps of Hell Give me the Word […]

When Jesus Christ was four years old The angels brought Him toys of gold, Which no man ever had bought […]

The nicest child I ever knew Was Charles Augustus Fortescue. He never lost his cap, or tore His stockings or […]