None But You Shall Understand

A cloud was on the mind of men, and wailing went the
weather.
Yea, a sick cloud upon the soul when we were boys
together...
This is the tale of those old fears, even of those empty hells,
And none but you shall understand the true thing that it
tells -
The doubts that drove us through the nigh as we two talked
amain
And day had broken on the streets e'er it broke on the brain.

G.K. Chesterton

in his dedication to E.C Bentley in the Man who was Thursday