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    Greybeards at Play: Literature and Art for Old Gentlemen
    Greybeards at Play: Literature and Art for Old Gentlemen
    Greybeards at Play: Literature and Art for Old Gentlemen
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    Greybeards at Play: Literature and Art for Old Gentlemen

    By G. K. (Gilbert Keith) Chesterton

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    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherArchive Classics
    Release dateJan 1, 1974
    Greybeards at Play: Literature and Art for Old Gentlemen

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      Greybeards at Play - G. K. (Gilbert Keith) Chesterton

      The Project Gutenberg eBook, Greybeards at Play, by G. K. Chesterton

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      Title: Greybeards at Play

      Author: G. K. Chesterton

      Release Date: January 16, 2005 [eBook #14706]

      Language: English

      Character set encoding: ISO-8859-1

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      GREYBEARDS AT PLAY

      LITERATURE AND ART FOR OLD GENTLEMEN

      RHYMES AND SKETCHES

      BY GILBERT CHESTERTON

      London: R. Brimley Johnson

      8, York Buildings, Adelphi

      MCM

      A DEDICATION

      TO E.C.B.

      He was, through boyhood's storm and shower,

      My best, my nearest friend;

      We wore one hat, smoked one cigar,

      One standing at each end.

      We were two hearts with single hope,

      Two faces in one hood;

      I knew the secrets of his youth;

      I watched his every mood.

      The little things that none but I

      Saw were beyond his wont,

      The streaming hair, the tie behind,

      The coat tails worn in front.

      I marked the absent-minded scream,

      The little nervous trick

      Of rolling in the grate, with eyes

      By friendship's light made quick.

      But youth's black storms are gone and past,

      Bare is each aged brow;

      And, since with age we're growing bald,

      Let us be babies now.

      Learning we knew; but still to-day,

      With spelling-book devotion,

      Words of one syllable we seek

      In moments

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