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Gilbert Keith Chesterton - Behind
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I saw an old man like a child,
His blue eyes bright, his white hair wild,
Who turned for ever, and might not stop,
Round and round like an urchin`s top.

`Fool,` I cried, `while you spin round,
`Others grow wise, are praised, are crowned.`
Ever the same round road he trod,
`This is better: I seek for God.`

`We see the whole world, left and right,
Yet at the blind back hides from sight
The unseen Master that drives us forth
To East and West, to South and North.

`Over my shoulder for eighty years
I have looked for the gleam of the sphere of spheres.`
`In all your turning, what have you found?`
`At least, I know why the world goes round.`
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