<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=117671" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The World’s Lover</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">My eyes are full of lonely mirth:<br> Reeling with want and worn with scars,<br>For pride of every stone on earth,<br> I shake my spear at all the stars.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">A live bat beats my crest above,<br> Lean foxes nose where I have trod,<br>And on my naked face the love<br> Which is the loneliness of God.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Outlawed: since that great day gone by--<br> When before prince and pope and queen<br>I stood and spoke a blasphemy--<br> 'Behold the summer leaves are green.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">They cursed me: what was that to me<br> Who in that summer darkness furled,<br>With but an owl and snail to see,<br> Had blessed and conquered all the world?</div><div style="margin:10px 0">They bound me to the scourging-stake,<br> They laid their whips of thorn on me;<br>I wept to see the green rods break,<br> Though blood be beautiful to see.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Beneath the gallows' foot abhorred<br> The crowds cry 'Crucify!' and 'Kill!'<br>Higher the priests sing, 'Praise the Lord,<br> The warlock dies'; and higher still</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Shall heaven and earth hear one cry sent<br> Even from the hideous gibbet height,<br>'Praise to the Lord Omnipotent,<br> The vultures have a feast to-night.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=G.K.+Chesterton">G.K. Chesterton</a> from <i>The Wild Knight and Other Poems</i><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=117671" data-title="The World’s Lover de G.K. Chesterton" data-description="My eyes are full of lonely mirth:/ Reeling with want and worn with scars,/For pride of every stone on earth,/ I shake my spear at all the stars./A live bat beats my crest above,/ Lean foxes nose where I have trod,/And on my naked face the love/ Wh..."></div> </div> </div>

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