Gilbert Keith Chesterton (Гилберт Кит Честертон)

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 Deluge
2. The New Fiction
3. The Strange Music
4. On the Disastrous Spread of Aestheticism in all Classes
5. The Song of Right and Wrong

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