Author: Hilaire Belloc

When Peter Wanderwide was young He wandered everywhere he would: All that he approved was sung, And most of what […]

Sally is gone that was so kindly, Sally is gone from Ha’nacker Hill And the Briar grows ever since then […]

The Whale that wanders round the Pole Is not a table fish. You cannot bake or boil him whole Nor […]

The Chief Defect of Henry King Was chewing little bits of String. At last he swallowed some which tied Itself […]

Heretics all, whoever you may be, In Tarbes or Nimes, or over the sea, You never shall have good words […]

The Microbe is so very small You cannot make him out at all, But many sanguine people hope To see […]

How did the party go in Portman Square? I cannot tell you; Juliet was not there. And how did Lady […]

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 […]