A Book of verses underneath the bough, <br />Provided that the verses do not scan, <br />A loaf of bread, a jug of wine and Thou, <br />Short-haired, all angles, looking like a man. <br /> <br />But let the wine be unfermented, Pale, <br />Of chemicals compounded, God knows how-- <br />This were indeed the Prophet's Paradise, <br />O Paradise were Wilderness enow.<br /><br />Gilbert Keith Chesterton<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-new-omar/
