Once upon a time there lived upon an island a merry and innocent people, mostly shepherds and tillers of the earth. They were republicans, like all primitive and simple souls; they talked over their affairs under a tree, and the nearest approach they had to a personal ruler was a sort of priest or white witch who said their prayers for them. They worshi-pped the sun, not idolatrously, but as the golden crown of the god whom all such infants see almost as plainly as the sun. Now this priest was told by his people to build a great tower, pointing to the sky in salutation of the Sun-god; and he…mehr
Once upon a time there lived upon an island a merry and innocent people, mostly shepherds and tillers of the earth. They were republicans, like all primitive and simple souls; they talked over their affairs under a tree, and the nearest approach they had to a personal ruler was a sort of priest or white witch who said their prayers for them. They worshi-pped the sun, not idolatrously, but as the golden crown of the god whom all such infants see almost as plainly as the sun. Now this priest was told by his people to build a great tower, pointing to the sky in salutation of the Sun-god; and he pondered long and heavily before he picked his materials. For he was resolved to use nothing that was not almost as clear and exquisite as sunshine itself; he would use nothing that was not washed as white as the rain can wash the heavens, nothing that did not sparkle as spotlessly as that crown of God. He would have nothing grotesque or obscure; he would not have even anything emphatic or even anything mysterious. He would have all the arches as light as laughter and as candid as logic. He built the temple in three concentric courts, which were cooler and more exquisite in substance each than the other. For the outer wall was a hedge of white lilies, ranked so thick that a green stalk was hardly to be seen; and the wall within that was of crystal, which smashed the sun into a million stars. And the wall within that, which was the tower itself, was a tower of pure water, forced up in an everlasting fountain; and upon the very tip and crest of that foaming spire was one big and blazing diamond, which the water tossed up eternally and caught again as a child catches a ball.
Chesterton was born in Campden Hill, Kensington, London, as the son of Edward Chesterton (1841-1922), an estate agent, and Marie Louise, nee Grosjean, of Swiss French descent. Chesterton was baptized into the Church of England when he was one month old, despite his family's inconsistent Unitarian practice. According to his book, as a young man, he was captivated by the occult and, with his brother Cecil, experimented with Ouija boards. He attended St Paul's School before moving on to the Slade School of Art to study illustration. The Slade is a department of University College London where Chesterton also took literary studies, but he did not earn a degree in either field. Chesterton developed the fictional priest-detective Father Brown and wrote on apologetics. Even those who disagree with him acknowledge the broad popularity of works like Orthodoxy and The Everlasting Man. Chesterton frequently referred to himself as an orthodox Christian, and he gradually identified this viewpoint with Catholicism before switching from high church Anglicanism. Biographers see him as a successor to Victorian authors like Matthew Arnold, Thomas Carlyle, John Henry Newman, and John Ruskin.
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