At the door of life by the gate of breath, There are worse things waiting for men than death.
At the door of life by the gate of breath, There are worse things waiting for men than death.
Thou hast conquered, O pale Galilean the world has grown grey from thy breath; We have drunken of things Lethean, and fed on the fullness of death.
As a god self-slain on his own strange altar, Death lies dead.
Before the beginning of years There came to the making of man Time with a gift of tears, Grief with a glass that ran, Pleasure with pain for leaven, Summer with flowers that fell, Remembrance fallen from heaven, And Madness risen from hell, Strength without hands to smite, Love that endures for a breath Night, the shadow of light, And Life, the shadow of death.
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© 2020 Inspirational Stories