Hilaire Belloc (Хилар Беллок)

On Vital Statistics

Ill fares the land to hast’ning ills a prey (1) 
Where wealth accumulates and men decay.’ 
But how much more unfortunate are those 
Where wealth declines and population grows! 

(1)This line is execrable; and I note it.
I quote it as the faulty poet wrote it.

1. The Rebel
2. Ballade of Modest Confession
3. On the Gift of a Book to a Child
4. The Bison
5. Sarah Byng, Who Could Not Read and Was Tossed into a Thorny Hedge by a Bull

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