<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=117777" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>'Vulgarised'</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">All round they murmur, 'O profane,<br> Keep thy heart's secret hid as gold';<br>But I, by God, would sooner be<br> Some knight in shattering wars of old,</div><div style="margin:10px 0">In brown outlandish arms to ride,<br> And shout my love to every star<br>With lungs to make a poor maid's name<br> Deafen the iron ears of war.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Here, where these subtle cowards crowd,<br> To stand and so to speak of love,<br>That the four corners of the world<br> Should hear it and take heed thereof.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">That to this shrine obscure there be<br> One witness before all men given,<br>As naked as the hanging Christ,<br> As shameless as the sun in heaven.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">These whimperers - have they spared to us<br> One dripping woe, one reeking sin?<br>These thieves that shatter their own graves<br> To prove the soul is dead within.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">They talk; by God, is it not time<br> Some of Love's chosen broke the girth,<br>And told the good all men have known<br> Since the first morning of the earth?</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=117777" data-title="'Vulgarised' de G.K. Chesterton" data-description="All round they murmur, 'O profane,/ Keep thy heart's secret hid as gold';/But I, by God, would sooner be/ Some knight in shattering wars of old,/In brown outlandish arms to ride,/ And shout my love to every star/With lungs to make a poor maid's na..."></div> </div> </div>

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