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Poem by Gilbert Keith Chesterton

The Mystery

If sunset clouds could grow on trees
It would but match the may in flower;
And skies be underneath the seas
No topsyturvier than a shower.

If mountains rose on wings to wander
They were no wilder than a cloud;
Yet all my praise is mean as slander,
Mean as these mean words spoken aloud.

And never more than now I know
That man's first heaven is far behind;
Unless the blazing seraph's blow
Has left him in the garden blind.

Witness, O Sun that blinds our eyes,
Unthinkable and unthankable King,
That though all other wonder dies
I wonder at not wondering. 

Gilbert Keith Chesterton

Gilbert Keith Chesterton's other poems:
  1. The Englishman
  2. Confessional
  3. Eternities
  4. Alliterativism
  5. This Is the Sort of Book We Like

Poems of the other poets with the same name:

  • Paul Dunbar The Mystery ("I was not; now I am--a few days hence")
  • Edward Sill The Mystery ("I NEVER know why 't is I love thee so")
  • Albert Laighton The Mystery ("I saw a wonderful light")

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