<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=426444" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>He Was Acquainted With Grief</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">I cannot tell the sorrows that I feel<br>By the night's darkness, by the prison's gloom;<br>There is no sight that can the death reveal<br>The spirit suffers in a living tomb;<br>There is no sound of grief that mourners raise,<br>No moaning of the wind, or dirge-like sea,<br>Nor hymns, though prophet tones inspire the lays,<br>That can the spirit's grief awake in thee.<br>Thou too must suffer as it suffers here<br>The death in Christ to know the Father's love;<br>Then in the strains that angels love to hear<br>Thou too shalt hear the Spirit's song above,<br>And learn in grief what these can never tell,<br>A note too deep for earthly voice to swell.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Jones+Very">Jones Very</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=426444" data-title="He Was Acquainted With Grief de Jones Very" data-description="I cannot tell the sorrows that I feel By the night's darkness, by the prison's gloom; There is no sight that can the death reveal The spirit suffers in a living tomb; There is no sound of grief that mourners raise, No moaning of the wind, or dirge..."></div> </div> </div>

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