Hilaire Belloc

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

Hilaire Belloc Poems

41. Criterion 4/3/2010
42. The Loser 4/3/2010
43. Kings Live In Palaces, And Pigs In Sties 3/21/2004
44. The Mirror 4/3/2010
45. [month Of] September 1/3/2003
46. The Marmozet 1/3/2003
47. On Two Ministers Of State 1/3/2003
48. Song 12/31/2002
49. Hildebrand 12/31/2002
50. Franklin Hyde 12/31/2002
51. The Scorpion 12/31/2002
52. On The Little God 1/3/2003
53. The Birds 5/9/2001
54. On The Ladies Of Pixton 1/3/2003
55. On Torture: A Public Singer 1/3/2003
56. The Death And Last Confession Of Wandering Peter 1/3/2003
57. The Evenlode 12/31/2002
58. The Statue 1/3/2003
59. The Pelagian Drinking Song 12/31/2002
60. On Vital Statistics 1/3/2003
61. Lines To A Don 12/31/2002
62. On The Gift Of A Book To A Child 4/3/2010
63. The Pacifist 1/3/2003
64. Ha'Nacker Mill 12/31/2002
65. Heroic Poem In Praise Of Wine 12/31/2002
66. The Dromedary 12/31/2002
67. The Yak 12/31/2002
68. Because My Faltering Feet 12/31/2002
69. Juliet 5/9/2001
70. The World Is Full Of Double Beds 3/21/2004
71. Time Cures All 1/3/2003
72. Heretics All 5/9/2001
73. The Telephone 1/3/2003
74. Is There Any Reward? 12/31/2002
75. Godolphin Horne 12/31/2002
76. The Whale 12/31/2002
77. The Hippopotamus 12/31/2002
78. The Lion 12/31/2002
79. The Night 12/31/2002
80. Lord Finchley 12/31/2002

Comments about Hilaire Belloc

  • 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?

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  • 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.

    Have a nice day!

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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

Time Cures All

It was my shame, and now it is my boast,
That I have loved you rather more than most.

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