<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=374722" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>In The Cathedral</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">THE altar-lights burn low, the incense-fume <br>Sickens: O listen, how the priestly prayer <br>Runs as a fenland stream; a dim despair <br>Hails through their chaunt of praise, who here inhume <br>A clay-cold Faith within its carven tomb. <br>But come thou forth into the vital air <br>Keen, dark, and pure! grave Night is no betrayer, <br>And if perchance some faint cold star illume <br>Her brow of mystery, shall we walk forlorn? <br>An altar of the natural rock may rise <br>Somewhere for men who seek; there may be borne <br>On the night-wind authentic prophecies: <br>If not, let this--to breathe sane breath--suffice, <br>Till in yon East, mayhap, the dark be worn.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Edward+Dowden">Edward Dowden</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=374722" data-title="In The Cathedral de Edward Dowden" data-description="THE altar-lights burn low, the incense-fume Sickens: O listen, how the priestly prayer Runs as a fenland stream; a dim despair Hails through their chaunt of praise, who here inhume A clay-cold Faith within its carven tomb. But come thou forth..."></div> </div> </div>

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