Gilbert Keith Chesterton

Gilbert Keith Chesterton

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Portrait of Gilbert Keith Chesterton Gilbert Keith Chesterton,  The Flying Inn — Chapter XXIII (1914)

“ But Ivywood, Lord Ivywood, He rots the tree as ivy would, He clings and crawls as ivy would About the sacred tree. "King Charles he fled from Worcester fight And hid him in an Oak; In convent schools no man of tact Would trace and praise his every act, Or argue that he was in fact A strict and sainted bloke; But not by him the sacred woods Have lost their fancies free, And though he was extremely big, He did not break the tree. But Ivywood, Lord Ivywood, He breaks the tree as ivy would And eats the woods as ivy would Between us and the sea. ”
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Portrait of Gilbert Keith Chesterton Gilbert Keith Chesterton,  The Flying Inn — Chapter XXIII (1914)

“ The March on Ivywood THAT storm-spirit, or eagle of liberty, which is the sudden soul in a crowd, had descended upon London after a foreign tour of some centuries in which it had commonly alighted upon other capitals. It is always impossible to define the instant and the turn of mood which makes the whole difference between danger being worse than endurance and endurance being worse than danger. ”
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Portrait of Gilbert Keith Chesterton Gilbert Keith Chesterton,  The Flying Inn — Chapter XXIII (1914)

“ They marched on in silence and about two hours afterward, toward eleven o'clock, Dalroy called a halt in the forest, and said that everybody had better have a few hours' sleep. The impenetrable quality in the woods and the comparative softness of the carpet of beech-mast, made the spot as appropriate as the time was inappropriate. And if anyone thinks that common people, casually picked up in a street, could not follow a random leader on such a journey or sleep at his command in such a spot, given the state of the soul, then someone knows no history. ”
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