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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=396003" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Splendour And The Curse Of Song</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Methought the unknown God we seek in vain<br>Grew weary of the evil He had wrought—<br>The piteous litanies of human pain—<br>Till here and there some lonely souls He sought<br>To bear the message of Immortal Thought,<br>And sent them forth to wander ’midst the throng<br>Crowned with the splendour and the curse of Song. <br>But that which still was kindred to the stars<br>Fought with the flesh and moaned within its cell,<br>And beat its wings against its prison bars.<br>Thus, soaring oft to heights sublime, they fell,<br>Dragged by the flesh into the gulfs of hell;<br>Till all their days were as a tumult long<br>Between the splendour and the curse of Song. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Yet often ’mid the fever of distress<br>Some singer’s lips would chant so sweet a strain<br>That storm-tossed souls forgot their weariness,<br>And comfort crept about the bed of pain,<br>And men took heart and dreamt of heaven again;<br>And to the weak came hope and courage strong<br>Born of the beauty and the balm of Song. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">But Life was bitter to the lips that sung;<br>And heavier on those souls the curse did grow<br>Who strove to speak to men an unknown tongue,<br>And mournfully their hearts did weigh and know<br>The measure of the whole world’s cruel woe,<br>And wearily they fared Time’s path along<br>Vexed by the splendour and the curse of Song. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Theirs was the homeless hunger of the heart—<br>Immortal thought within a mortal breast,<br>Listless they wandered through the crowded mart,<br>Who to a careless world had given their best;<br>And when Death lulled them with his wings to rest<br>What reeked they where they slumbered calm and strong<br>Crowned with the splendour of Immortal Song?</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=George+Essex+Evans">George Essex Evans</a><div class=q>
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Grew weary of the evil He had wrought—
The piteous litanies of human pain—
Till here and there some lonely souls He sought
To bear the message of Immortal Thought,
And sent them forth to wander ’mids..."></div>
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