English poem
The Happy Man
by Gilbert Keith Chesterton (1874–1936)
To teach the grey earth like a child, To bid the heavens repent, I only ask from Fate the gift Of one man well content. Him will I find: though when in vain I search the feast and mart, The fading flowers of liberty, The painted masks of art. I only find him at the last, On one old hill where nod Golgotha's ghastly trinity- Three persons and one god.