Edwin Arlington Robinson - Zola

Edwin Arlington Robinson - Zola

Because he puts the compromising chart br Of hell before your eyes, you are afraid; br Because he counts the price that you have paid br For innocence, and counts it from the start, br You loathe him. But he sees the human heart br Of God meanwhile, and in His hand was weighed br Your squeamish and emasculate crusade br Against the grim dominion of his art. br br Never until we conquer the uncouth br Connivings of our shamed indifference br (We call it Christian faith) are we to scan br The racked and shrieking hideousness of Truth br To find, in hate’s polluted self-defence br Throbbing, the pulse, the divine heart of man.


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Uploaded: 2014-11-07

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