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King Dives he was walking in his garden all alone	A
Where his flowers are made of iron and his trees are made of	B
stone	A
And his hives are full of thunder and the lightning leaps	C
and kills	D
For the mills of God grind slowly and he works with other	E
mills	D
Dives found a mighty silence and he missed the throb and	F
leap	G
The noise of all the sleepless creatures singing him to sleep	G
And he said 'A screw has fallen or a bolt has slipped aside	H
Some little thing has shifted' and the little things replied	H
	-
'Call upon the wheels master call upon the wheels	I
We are taking rest master finding how it feels	I
Strict the law of thine and mine theft we ever shun	J
All the wheels are thine master tell the wheels to run	J
Yea the Wheels are mighty gods set them going then	K
We are only men master have you heard of men	K
	-
'O they live on earth like fishes and a gasp is all their	L
breath	M
God for empty honours only gave them death and scorn of	B
death	M
And you walk the worms for carpet and you tread a stone	A
that squeals	I
Only God that made them worms did not make them wheels	I
Man shall shut his heart against you and you shall not find	N
the spring	O
Man who wills the thing he wants not the intolerable thing	O
Once he likes his empty belly better than your empty head	P
Earth and heaven are dumb before him he is stronger than	Q
the dead	P
	-
'Call upon the wheels master call upon the wheels	I
Steel is beneath your hand stone beneath your heels	I
Steel will never laugh aloud hearing what we heard	R
Stone will never break its heart mad with hope deferred	R
Men of tact that arbitrate slow reform that heals	I
Save the stinking grease master save it for the wheels	I
	-
'King Dives in the garden we have naught to give or hold	S
Even while the baby came alive the rotten sticks were sold	S
The savage knows a cavern and the peasants keep a plot	T
Of all the things that men have had lo we have them	U
not	T
Not a scrap of earth where ants could lay their eggs	V
Only this poor lump of earth that walks about on legs	V
Only this poor wandering mansion only these two walking	O
trees	W
Only hands and hearts and stomachs what have you to do	X
with these	W
You have engines big and burnished tall beyond our fathers'	Y
ken	K
Why should you make peace and traffic with such feeble folk	Z
as men	K
	-
'Call upon the wheels master call upon the wheels	I
They are deaf to demagogues deaf to crude appeals	I
Are our hands our own master how the doctors doubt	A2
Are our legs our own master wheels can run without	A2
Prove the points are delicate they will understand	B2
All the wheels are loyal see how still they stand '	-
	-
King Dives he was walking in his garden in the sun	J
He shook his hand at heaven and he called the wheels to	X
run	J
And the eyes of him were hateful eyes the lips of him were	E
curled	C2
And he called upon his father that is lord below the world	C2
Sitting in the Gate of Treason in the gate of broken seals	I
'Bend and bind them bend and bind them bend and bind	N
them into wheels	I
Then once more in all my garden there may swing and sound	D2
and sweep	G
The noise of all the sleepless things that sing the soul to	X
sleep '	-
	-
Call upon the wheels master call upon the wheels	I
Weary grow the holidays when you miss the meals	I
Through the Gate of Treason through the gate within	E2
Cometh fear and greed of fame cometh deadly sin	E2
If a man grow faint master take him ere he kneels	I
Take him break him rend him end him roll him crush him	F2
with the wheels	I

Gilbert Keith Chesterton

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