<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=384532" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Pardoned Out</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">I’m pardoned out. Again the stars<br> Shine on me with their myriad eyes.<br>So long I’ve peered ‘twixt iron bars, <br> I’m awed by this expanse of skies.<br>The world is wider than I thought, <br> And yet ‘tis not so wide, I know, <br>But into its remotest spot<br> My tale of shame can go.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I’m pardoned out. Old Father Time<br> Who seemed to halt in horror, when <br>I strained my manhood by a crime, <br> With steady step moves on again, <br>And through the black appalling night, <br> That walled me in a gloom accurst, <br>The wonder of the morning light<br> In sudden glory burst.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I’m pardoned out. I shall be knows<br> No more by number, but by name.<br>And yet each whispering wind has blown<br> Abroad the story of my shame.<br>I dread to see men shrink away<br> With startled looks of scorn or fear, <br>When in life’s crowded marts some day, <br> That name falls on their ear.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I’m pardoned out, ah God! to roam<br> Like some whipped dog among my kind.<br>I have no friends, I have no home, <br> Save these bleak walls I leave behind.<br>How can I face the world of men, <br> My comrades in the days of yore? <br>Oh! hide me in my cell again, <br>And, warden lock the door.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Ella+Wheeler+Wilcox">Ella Wheeler Wilcox</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=384532" data-title="Pardoned Out de Ella Wheeler Wilcox" data-description="I’m pardoned out. Again the stars Shine on me with their myriad eyes. So long I’ve peered ‘twixt iron bars, I’m awed by this expanse of skies. The world is wider than I thought, And yet ‘tis not so wide, I know, But into its remote..."></div> </div> </div>

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