A word came forth in Galilee, a word like to a star;
It climbed and rang and blessed and burnt wherever brave hearts are;
A word of sudden secret hope, of trial and increase
Of wrath and pity fused in fire, and passion kissing peace.
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When we were angry and poor and happy, And proud of seeing our names in print.
The poem is a joy to read. With a fine flow, images and fascinating metaphors bring about the classical beauty of this poem by G. K. Chesterton. Thanks.
Through kingdoms dead and empires damned, through changes without cease, With earthquake, chaos, born and fed, rose, -and the word was 'Peace.'.......the poem is written greatly; like it