Friday, May 18, 2001

Sonnet Comments

Rating: 2.8


CHRIST, dost thou live indeed? or are thy bones
Still straightened in their rock-hewn sepulchre?
And was thy Rising only dreamed by Her
Whose love of thee for all her sin atones?
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Oscar Wilde
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Subhas Chandra Chakra 02 September 2016

O Son of God! incestuous gloom Curtains the land, and through the starless night Over thy Cross the Crescent moon Beautiful poem.

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