Gilbert Keith Chesterton (Гилберт Кит Честертон)

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This is the sort of book we like
(For you and I are very small),
With pictures stuck in anyhow,
And hardly any words at all.
. . .
You will not understand a word
Of all the words, including mine;
Never you trouble; you can see,
And all directness is divine—
Stand up and keep your childishness:
Read all the pedants' screeds and strictures;
But don't believe in anything
That can't be told in coloured pictures. 

1. The Song of Right and Wrong
2. Blessed Are the Peacemakers
3. Bay Combe
4. The Crusader Returns from Captivity
5. The House of Christmas

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