Gilbert Keith Chesterton (Гилберт Кит Честертон)

Who Goes Home?

In the city set upon slime and loam
They cry in their parliament 'Who goes home?'
And there comes no answer in arch or dome,
For none in the city of graves goes home.
Yet these shall perish and understand,
For God has pity on this great land.

Men that are men again; who goes home?
Tocsin and trumpeter! Who goes home?
For there's blood on the field and blood on the foam
And blood on the body when Man goes home.
And a voice valedictory . . . Who is for Victory?
Who is for Liberty? Who goes home? 

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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