<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=473239" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>E Tenebris</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">COME down, O Christ, and help me! reach thy hand,<br> For I am drowning in a stormier sea<br> Than Simon on thy lake of Galilee:<br> The wine of life is spilt upon the sand,<br> My heart is as some famine-murdered land,<br> Whence all good things have perished utterly,<br> And well I know my soul in Hell must lie<br> If I this night before God's throne should stand.<br> 'He sleeps perchance, or rideth to the chase,<br> Like Baal, when his prophets howled that name<br> From morn to noon on Carmel's smitten height.'<br> Nay, peace, I shall behold before the night,<br> The feet of brass, the robe more white than flame,<br> The wounded hands, the weary human face.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Oscar+Wilde">Oscar Wilde</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=473239" data-title="E Tenebris de Oscar Wilde" data-description="COME down, O Christ, and help me! reach thy hand, For I am drowning in a stormier sea Than Simon on thy lake of Galilee: The wine of life is spilt upon the sand, My heart is as some famine-murdered land, Whence all good things have perished u..."></div> </div> </div>

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