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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=510792" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Hymn to Physical Pain</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Dread Mother of Forgetfulness<br>Who, when Thy reign begins,<br>Wipest away the Soul's distress,<br>And memory of her sins.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The trusty Worm that dieth not--<br>The steadfast Fire also,<br>By Thy contrivance are forgot<br>In a completer woe.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Thine are the lidless eyes of night<br>That stare upon our tears,<br>Through certain hours which in our sight<br>Exceed a thousand years:</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Thine is the thickness of the Dark<br>That presses in our pain,<br>As Thine the Dawn that bids us mark<br>Life's grinning face again.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Thine is the weariness outworn<br>No promise shall relieve,<br>That says at eve, "Would God 'twere morn"<br>At morn, "Would God 'twere eve!"</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And when Thy tender mercies cease<br>And life unvexed is due,<br>Instant upon the false release<br>The Worm and Fire renew.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Wherefore we praise Thee in the deep,<br>And on our beds we pray<br>For Thy return that Thou may'st keep<br>The Pains of Hell at bay!</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Rudyard+Kipling">Rudyard Kipling</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=510792" data-title="Hymn to Physical Pain de Rudyard Kipling" data-description="Dread Mother of Forgetfulness Who, when Thy reign begins, Wipest away the Soul's distress, And memory of her sins. The trusty Worm that dieth not-- The steadfast Fire also, By Thy contrivance are forgot In a completer woe. Thine are the lidless ..."></div> </div> </div>
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