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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=412548" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>A Ballad Of Whitechapel</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">God's mercy shines ;<br>And our full hearts must make record of this,<br>For grief that burst from out its dark confines<br>Into strange sunlit bliss.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I stood where glowed<br>The merry glare of golden whirring lights<br>Above the monstrous mass that seethed and flowed<br>Through one of London's nights.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">1 watched the gleams<br>Of jagged warm lights on shrunk faces pale :<br>I heard mad laughter as one hears in dreams<br>Or Hell's harsh lurid tale.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The traffic rolled,<br>A gliding chaos populous of din,<br>A steaming wail at doom the Lord had scrawled<br>For perilous loads of sin.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And my soul thought :<br>'What fearful land have my steps wandered to ?<br>God's love is everywhere, but here is naught<br>Save love His anger slew.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And as I stood<br>Lost in promiscuous bewilderment,<br>Which to my 'mazed soul was wonder-food,<br>A girl in garments rent</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Peered 'neath lids shamed<br>And spoke to me and murmured to my blood.<br>My soul stopped dead, and all my horror<br>Named At her forgot of God.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Her hungered eyes,<br>Craving and yet so sadly spiritual,<br>Shone like the unsmirched corner of a jewel<br>Where else foul blemish lies.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I walked with her<br>Because my heart thought, 'Here the soul is clean,<br>The fragrance of the frankincense and myrrh<br>Is lost in odours mean.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">She told me how<br>The shadow of black death had newly come<br>And touched her father, mother, even now<br>Grim-hovering in her home,</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Where fevered lay<br>Her wasting brother in a cold, bleak room,<br>Which theirs would be no longer than a day,<br>And then-the streets and doom.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Lord ! Lord ! Dear Lord<br>I knew that life was bitter, but my soul<br>Recoiled, as anguish-smitten by sharp sword,<br>Grieving such body's dole.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Then grief gave place<br>To a strange pulsing rapture as she spoke ;<br>For I could catch the glimpses of God's grace,<br>And a desire awoke</div><div style="margin:10px 0">To take this trust<br>And warm and gladden it with love's new fires,<br>Burning the past to ashes and to dust<br>Through purified desires.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">We walked our way,<br>One way hewn for us from the birth of Time ;<br>For we had wandered into Love's strange clime<br>Through ways sin waits to slay.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Love's euphony,<br>In Love's own temple that is our glad hearts,<br>Makes now long music wild deliciously;<br>Now Grief bath used his darts.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Love infinite,<br>Chastened by sorrow, hallowed by pure Name-<br>Not all the singing world can compass it.<br>Love-Love-0 tremulous name !</div><div style="margin:10px 0">God's mercy shines ;<br>And my full heart bath made record of this,<br>Of grief that burst from out its dark confines<br>Into strange sunlit bliss.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Isaac+Rosenberg">Isaac Rosenberg</a><div class=q>
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And our full hearts must make record of this,
For grief that burst from out its dark confines
Into strange sunlit bliss.

I stood where glowed
The merry glare of golden whirring lights
Above the monstrous mass that seethed and..."></div>
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