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By thought and pain mind and heart and wrought;
From sin refrain, for life’s so sweet unfraught.
By thought and pain mind and heart and wrought;
From sin refrain, for life’s so sweet unfraught.
FOR A LOST LOVE As weary I grow in my final fight I know I shan’t outlast this frightful night, For men twice wiser lived but none exists, Who by his wit contrived life from death’s mists. Dark and dreary have been my fondest dreams Dearer than reality, so it seems For there blossoms the…
AN ODE TO GOD In the end of days when the angels call And Eternal Justice, ‘lumined in grace And mercy, roars to reproach wickedness, I pray he disregards my countless falls And recalls my unrequited righteousness. As we pursue the winds of wisdom, we, Juvenile in form and thought, often falter Derailed by a…