Explore "The Wild Knight and other Poems: the Mirror of Madmen" by G.K. Chesterton on Textopian. Read with annotations and highlights.
I dreamed a dream of heaven, white as frost, / The splendid stillness of a living host; / Vast choirs of upturned faces, line o'er line. / Then my blood froze; for every face was mine.
Spirits with sunset plumage throng and pass, / Glassed darkly in the sea of gold and glass. / But still on every side, in every spot, / I saw a million selves, who saw me not.