Author: Hilaire Belloc

Look, how those steep woods on the mountain’s face Burn, burn against the sunset; now the cold Invades our very […]

As a friend to the children Commend me the Yak. You will find it exactly the thing: It will carry […]

Remote and ineffectual Don That dared attack my Chesterton, With that poor weapon, half-impelled, Unlearnt, unsteady, hardly held, Unworthy for […]

Of all the gods that gave me all their glories To-day there deigns to walk with me but one. I […]

Who was cursed with the Sin of Pride, and Became a Boot-Black. Godolphin Horne was Nobly Born; He held the […]

To exalt, enthrone, establish and defend, To welcome home mankind’s mysterious friend Wine, true begetter of all arts that be; […]

I, from a window where the Meuse is wide, Looked eastward out to the September night; The men that in […]

Is there any reward? I’m beginning to doubt it. I am broken and bored, Is there any reward Reassure me, […]

Do you remember an Inn, Miranda? Do you remember an Inn? And the tedding and the bedding Of the straw […]

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