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Under what withering leprous light	A
The very grass as hair is grey	B
Grass in the cracks of the paven courts	C
Of gods we graved but yesterday	B
Senate republic empire all	D
We leaned our backs on like a wall	D
And blessed as stron as strong and blamed as stolid	E
Can it be these that waver and fall	D
And what is this like a ghost returning	F
A dream grown strong in the strong daylight	A
The all forsaken the unforgotten	G
The ever behind and out of sight	A
We turned our backs and our blind flesh felt it	H
Growing and growing a tower in height	A
	-
Ah not alone the evil splendour	B
And not the insolent arms alone	G
Break with the ramrod stiff and brittle	I
The sceptre of the nordic throne	G
But things of manlier renown	G
Reel in the wreck of throne and crown	G
With tyrannous tyranny tyrannous loyalty	J
Tyrannous liberty all gone down	G
	-
There is never a crack in the ivory tower	B
Or a hinge to groan in the house of gold	K
Or a leaf of the rose in the wind to wither	B
And she grows young as the world grows old	K
A Woman clothed with the sun returning	F
to clothe the sun when the sun is cold	K
	-
Ah who had guessed that in a moment	L
Great Liberty that loosed the tribes	M
the Republic of the young men's battles	N
Grew stale and stank of old men's bribes	M
And where we watched her smile in power	B
A statue like a starry tower	B
the stone face sneers as in a nightmare	B
Down on a world that worms devour	B
Archaic incredible dead dawns breaking	F
Deep in the deserts and waste and wealds	M
Where the dead cry aloud on Our Lady of Victories	M
Queen of the Eagles aloft on the shields	M
And the sun is gone up on the Thundering Legion	G
On the roads of Rome to the Battlefields	M
	-
Ah who had known who had not seen	G
How soft and sudden on the fame	O
Of my most noble English ships	M
The sunset light of Carthage came	O
And the thing I never had dreamed could be	J
In the house of my fathers came to me	J
Through the sea wall cloven the cloud and dark	P
A voice divided a doubtful sea	J
The light is bright on the Tower of David	Q
The evening glows with the morning star	B
In the skies turned back and the days returning	F
She walks so near who had wandered far	B
And in the heart of the swords the seven times wounded	E
Was never wearied as our hearts are	B
	-
How swift as with a fall of snow	G
New things grow hoary with the light	A
We watch the wrinkles crawl like snakes	M
On the new image in our sight	A
The lines that sprang up taut and bold	K
Sag like primordial monsters old	K
Sink in the bas reliers of fossil	I
And the slow earth swallows them fold on fold	K
But light are the feet on the hills of the morning	F
Of the lambs that leap up to the Bride of the Sun	G
And swift are the birds as the butterflies flashing	F
And sudden as laughter the rivulets run	G
And sudden for ever as summer lightning	F
the light is bright on the world begun	G
	-
Thou wilt not break as we have broken	G
The towers we reared to rival Thee	J
More true to England than the English	R
More just to freedom than the free	J
O trumpet of the intolerant truth	S
Thou art more full of grace and ruth	S
For the hopes of th world than the world that made them	T
The world that murdered the loves of our youth	S
Thou art more kind to our dreams Our Mother	B
Than the wise that wove us the dreams for shade	U
God if more good to the gods that mocked Him	V
Than men are good to the gods they made	U
Tenderer with toys than a boy grown brutal	I
Breaking the puppets with which he played	U
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What are the flowers the garden guards not	W
And how but here should dreams return	G
And how on hearths made cold with ruin	G
the wide wind scattered ashes burn	G
What is the home of the heart set free	J
And where is the nesting of liberty	J
And where from the world shall the world take shelter	B
And man be matter and not with Thee	J
Wisdom is set in her throne of thunder	B
The Mirror of Justice blinds the day	B
Where are the towers that are not of the City	J
Trophies and trumpetings where are they	B
Where over the maze of the world returning	F
The bye ways bend to the King's highway	B

G. K. Chesterton

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