Poem by Gilbert Keith Chesterton

The New Omar

A Book of verses underneath the bough,
Provided that the verses do not scan,
A loaf of bread, a jug of wine and Thou,
Short-haired, all angles, looking like a man.

But let the wine be unfermented, Pale,
Of chemicals compounded, God knows how--
This were indeed the Prophet's Paradise,
O Paradise were Wilderness enow.

1. The Modern Manichee
2. Whenever William Cobbett
3. The Deluge
4. On the Disastrous Spread of Aestheticism in all Classes
5. The Human Tree

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