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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=409914" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Epilogue</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">_If Luther's day expand to Darwin's year,_<br>_Shall that exclude the hope--foreclose the fear?_</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Unmoved by all the claims our times avow,<br>The ancient Sphinx still keeps the porch of<br>shade;<br>And comes Despair, whom not her calm may<br>cow,<br>And coldly on that adamantine brow<br>Scrawls undeterred his bitter pasquinade.<br>But Faith (who from the scrawl indignant<br>turns)<br>With blood warm oozing from her wounded<br>trust,<br>Inscribes even on her shards of broken urns<br>The sign o' the cross--_the spirit above the dust!_</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Yea, ape and angel, strife and old debate--<br>The harps of heaven and dreary gongs of hell;<br>Science the feud can only aggravate--<br>No umpire she betwixt the chimes and knell:<br>The running battle of the star and clod<br>Shall run forever--if there be no God.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Degrees we know, unknown in days before;<br>The light is greater, hence the shadow more;<br>And tantalized and apprehensive Man<br>Appealing--Wherefore ripen us to pain?<br>Seems there the spokesman of dumb Nature's<br>train.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">But through such strange illusions have they<br>passed<br>Who in life's pilgrimage have baffled striven--<br>Even death may prove unreal at the last,<br>And stoics be astounded into heaven.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Then keep thy heart, though yet but<br>ill-resigned--<br>Clarel, thy heart, the issues there but mind;<br>That like the crocus budding through the<br>snow--<br>That like a swimmer rising from the deep--<br>That like a burning secret which doth go<br>Even from the bosom that would hoard and<br>keep;<br>Emerge thou mayst from the last whelming<br>sea,<br>And prove that death but routs life into victory.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Herman+Melville">Herman Melville</a><div class=q>
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_Shall that exclude the hope--foreclose the fear?_

Unmoved by all the claims our times avow,
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