Michael, Michael: Michael of the… Michael of the Army of the Lord, Stiffen thou the hand upon the sti… Folded and shut upon the sheathed… Under the fullness of the white ro…

The wine they drink in Paradise They make in Haute Lorraine; God brought it burning from the so… To be a sign and signal rod That they that drink the blood of…

Said the Lord God, “Build a hous… Build it in the gorge of death, Found it in the throats of hell. Where the lost sea muttereth, Fires and whirlwinds, build it wel…

Words, for alas my trade is words,… Rubbed by a hundred rhymesters, ba… Take them, you, that smile on stri… The words that never lie, or brag,… I give a hand to my lady, another…

For every tiny town or place God made the stars especially; Babies look up with owlish face And see them tangled in a tree; You saw a moon from Sussex Downs,

St George he was for England, And before he killed the dragon He drank a pint of English ale Out of an English flagon. For though he fast right readily

G. K. Chesterton’s tribute was pr… Lift up your heads; in life, in de… God knoweth his head was high; Quit we the coward’s broken breath… Who watched a strong man die.

Smile at us, pay us, pass us; but… For we are the people of England,… There is many a fat farmer that dr… There is many a free French peasa… There are no folk in the whole wor…

He left his dust, by all the myria… Of yon dense millions trampled to… Or 'neath some cross forgotten lay… Where dark seas whiten on a lonely… He left his work, what all his lif…

King Dives he was walking in his… Where his flowers are made of iron… stone, And his hives are full of thunder… and kills,

“Ill fares the land, to hastening… Where Wealth accumulates and Men… So rang of old the noble voice in… O’er the Last Peasants wandering… Doom has reversed the riddle and t…

Britannia needs no Boulevards, No spaces wide and gay: Her march was through the crooked… Along the narrow way. Nor looks she where, New York’s s…