Why do you rush through the fields in trains,
Guessing so much and so much.
Why do you flash through the flowery meads,
Fat-head poet that nobody reads;
And why do you know such a frightful lot
About people in gloves and such?

(C) Gilbert Keith Chesterton
03/23/2017


Best Poems of Gilbert Keith Chesterton

• Elegy In A Country Churchyard
• Sonnet With The Compliments Of The Season
• The Mystery
• The Song Of The Oak
• Thou Shalt Not Kill
• The Oneness Of The Philosopher With Nature.
• The New Omar
• Alone
• A Song Of Defeat
• The Horrible History Of Jones
• The Black Virgin
• Lepanto
• Americanisation
• Tribute To Gladstone
• Variations Of An Air
• The Song Of The Strange Ascetic
• To Belloc
• The Song Of Education
• The House Of Christmas
• St, Francis Xavier