Hilaire Belloc

(27 July 1870 – 16 July 1953 / La Celle-Saint-Cloud)

Hilaire Belloc Poems

1. [month Of] October 4/3/2010
2. [month Of] January 4/3/2010
3. [month Of] December 4/3/2010
4. [month Of] November 4/3/2010
5. Criterion 4/3/2010
6. [month Of] June 4/3/2010
7. [month Of] August 4/3/2010
8. The Fragment 4/3/2010
9. [month Of] October 12/31/2002
10. [month Of] February 4/3/2010
11. [month Of) July 4/3/2010
12. Lord Lundy Ii - Second Canto 4/3/2010
13. [month Of] September 1/3/2003
14. The Elm 4/3/2010
15. [month Of] May 4/3/2010
16. An Author’s Hope 4/3/2010
17. On Two Ministers Of State 1/3/2003
18. Hildebrand 12/31/2002
19. Her Final Role 4/3/2010
20. Lord Roehampton 3/20/2015
21. The Yak 12/31/2002
22. The Rebel 4/3/2010
23. Introduction: More Beasts For Worse Children 4/3/2010
24. Cuckoo! 4/3/2010
25. Lines For A Christmas Card 12/31/2002
26. The Evenlode 12/31/2002
27. The False Heart 4/3/2010
28. The Marmozet 1/3/2003
29. From: Dedicatory Ode 4/3/2010
30. Habitations 4/3/2010
31. The Bison 4/3/2010
32. The Diamond 4/3/2010
33. Ballade Of Modest Confession 4/3/2010
34. Introduction: The Bad Child's Book Of Beasts 4/3/2010
35. Franklin Hyde 12/31/2002
36. The Face 4/3/2010
37. The Statue 1/3/2003
38. Song 12/31/2002
39. King's Land 4/3/2010
40. A Moral Alphabet (Excerpt) 4/3/2010

Comments about Hilaire Belloc

  • Jaydan (3/7/2018 1:05:00 PM)

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  • Bob Richardson (2/4/2018 1:00:00 PM)

    When I was in high school, I had to recite a poem by H B which had an extremely long title, maybe 10/15 lines. I have struggled over the years to find this poem. Any ideas?

  • Koena Mokoena Koena Mokoena (11/22/2011 6:02:00 AM)

    Hey yo! i was discouraged to meet you, but i finally met you online, because we have something in common & that is love. Hence, i read your poem called ' Trinity'. The fact is kids need to take time in order for their things to succeed. Your correspondence will be highly appreciated.

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  • Ingibo Benson Ingibo Benson (6/23/2010 12:20:00 PM)

    ''Early Morning, The''
    Nice poem from a creative and poetic poet.

  • Myrna Barrington (12/8/2007 1:27:00 PM)

    I have been reading his works for years and love his sense of humour and the ease with which one can memorize the words, even the very lengthy poems like Lord Lundy and Matilda. I have recommended them to a friend, a high school teacher, who finds they are ideal for her young students who find many other poets very uninspiring.

  • Lucretia Vandemark (4/8/2006 10:19:00 AM)

    When we were about ages 8 and 11, my brother and I found 'Jim' in a textbook (one of many old ones my father, a high school history teacher, had on the shelf) .
    We memorized it and recited it often for friends and family.
    Now I'm teaching it to my grandchildren.
    It's a great poem!

  • Randy Gill (2/28/2006 7:51:00 AM)

    The poem was as if written by a child. I review poetry everyday on a poetry site. This was downright silly. I will read more, maybe they get better. THIs is just my opinion, nothing more.

  • Louise Mcvicar (9/10/2005 2:50:00 AM)

    Hilaire Belloc was a brilliant poet. My grandads dad read his poetry to him, my grandad read it to my mum and her sisters and my mum read it to me. I have my own book of 'Cautionary tales for children.' They are readable, morbid and witty all at the same time as capturing the essence of the time. I love his fables of naughty children, his fun dittys and of course I have just recently discovered that he wrote so much more. Have a browse, he is the best! Louise

Best Poem of Hilaire Belloc


Do you remember an Inn,
Do you remember an Inn?
And the tedding and the spreading
Of the straw for a bedding,
And the fleas that tease in the High Pyrenees,
And the wine that tasted of tar?
And the cheers and the jeers of the young muleteers
(Under the vine of the dark veranda)?
Do you remember an Inn, Miranda,
Do you remember an Inn?
And the cheers and the jeers of the young muleteers
Who hadn't got a penny,
And who weren't paying any,
And the hammer at the doors and the din?
And the hip! hop! hap!
Of the clap
Of the hands to the ...

Read the full of Tarantella

On The Little God

Of all the gods that gave me all their glories
To-day there deigns to walk with me but one.
I lead him by the hand and tell him stories.
It is the Queen of Cyprus' little son.

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