The men that worked for England
They have their graves at home:
And bees and birds of England
About the cross can roam.
But they that fought for England,
Following a falling star,
Alas, alas for England
They have their graves afar.
And they that rule in England,
In stately conclave met,
Alas, alas for England,
They have no graves as yet.
Wrong poet! It was not G K Chesterton who wrote that piece of doggerel. It was a fellow by the name of Gray.
I have never come across this so simple poem before. It is as right for today as it was when he wrote it against the politicians of WW1. Tremendous.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
yea can`t figure it out, slightly different titles tho.