<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=447211" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Soul Forsaken</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Head-bowed I stood before the Gates of <br>God,<br>And pleaded starvingly;<br>The Great Eye would not see;<br>And cold with hopeless tears again I trod<br>The dreaded vast.<br>I felt the souls immortal moving past<br>All singingly.<br>Oh, pity me! Oh, pity me!<br>Wandering eternally!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I moved among Olympic ways amoan,<br>And looked with searching eye<br>Upon the mournful sky.<br>I lay and wept before the crumbled throne<br>Of Jove the dead.<br>I heard the soundless twilight, and I fled<br>With hopeless sign.<br>Oh, pity me! Oh, pity me!<br>Wandering eternally!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I strayed from peak to peak; from star to star:<br>And roamed in search of grace<br>Amid the field of space;<br>I craved at barren pagan shrines of far<br>Antiquity:<br>But mouths were mute, and eyes refused to see<br>The asking face.<br>Oh, pity me! Oh, pity me!<br>Wandering eternally!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I lay abreast above the chasm of Hell,<br>And claimed my destiny<br>Amid it demonry.<br>In vain I shrieked for entrance at the well<br>Of Sin.<br>I heard the Sobs and Sorrows rushing in<br>All moaningly.<br>Oh, pity me! Oh, pity me!<br>Wandering eternally.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Leon+Gellert">Leon Gellert</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=447211" data-title="The Soul Forsaken de Leon Gellert" data-description="Head-bowed I stood before the Gates of God, And pleaded starvingly; The Great Eye would not see; And cold with hopeless tears again I trod The dreaded vast. I felt the souls immortal moving past All singingly. Oh, pity me! Oh, pity me! Wandering ..."></div> </div> </div>

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