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Gilbert Keith Chesterton (Гилберт Кит Честертон)


Gold Leaves


Lo! I am come to autumn,
When all the leaves are gold;
Grey hairs and golden leaves cry out
The year and I are old.

In youth I sought the prince of men,
Captain in cosmic wars,
Our Titan, even the weeds would show
Defiant, to the stars.

But now a great thing in the street
Seems any human nod,
Where shift in strange democracy
The million masks of God.

In youth I sought the golden flower
Hidden in wood or wold,
But I am come to autumn,
When all the leaves are gold. 



Gilbert Keith Chesterton's other poems:
  1. The Wife of Flanders
  2. The Deluge
  3. The New Freethinker
  4. On the Disastrous Spread of Aestheticism in all Classes
  5. Femina Contra Mundum


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