<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=348622" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>De Profundis Clemadi</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">I did not know; child, child, I did not know,<br>Who now in lonely wayfare go,<br>Who wander lonely of you, O my child,<br>And by myself exiled.<br>I did not know, but, O white soul of youth,<br>So passionate of truth,<br>So amorous of duty, and so strong<br>To suffer, not to suffer wrong,<br>Is there for me no pity, who am weak?<br>Spare me this silence, speak!<br>I did not know: I wronged you; I repent:<br>But will you not relent?<br>Must I still wander, outlawed, and go on<br>The old weary ways alone,<br>As in the old intolerable days<br>Before I saw you face to face,<br>The doubly darkened ways since you withdraw<br>Your light, that was my law?<br>I charge you by your soul, pause, ere you hurl<br>Sheer to destruction, girl,<br>A poor soul that had midway struggled out,<br>Still midway clogged about,<br>And for the love of you had turned his back<br>Upon the miry track,<br>That had been as a grassy wood-way, dim<br>With violet-beds, to him.<br>I wronged you, but I loved you; and to me<br>Your love was purity;<br>I rose, because you called me, and I drew<br>Nearer to God, in you.<br>I fall, and if you leave me, I must fall<br>To that last depth of all,<br>Where not the miracle of even your eyes<br>Can bid the dead arise.<br>I charge you that you save not your own sense<br>Of lilied innocence,<br>By setting, at the roots of that fair stem,<br>A murdered thing, to nourish them.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Arthur+Symons">Arthur Symons</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=348622" data-title="De Profundis Clemadi de Arthur Symons" data-description="I did not know; child, child, I did not know, Who now in lonely wayfare go, Who wander lonely of you, O my child, And by myself exiled. I did not know, but, O white soul of youth, So passionate of truth, So amorous of duty, and so strong To suffer..."></div> </div> </div>

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