Classic and Contemporary Poetry
REPENTANCE, by GEORGE SYLVESTER VIERECK Poet's Biography First Line: Hot tears of anger wash my cheek like rain Last Line: With my own hands I clutch the cup of gall! Subject(s): Repentance; Penitence | ||||||||
HOT tears of anger wash my cheek like rain, Am I a slave then, whom the laws control, Abject and old, unreverenced? -- My soul I sought to free from fetters, and again I hear the clanging of that prison chain That the dead years upon our lives impose, Which still to bind a thousand prophets rose, And which to break full thousand died in vain. I have offended, yea, and suddenly Things that I thought long stifled rise in me, And though I know there be not right nor wrong, That the proud pillars of our faith must fall; Yet by my weakness grows repentance strong, With my own hands I clutch the cup of gall! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE RING AND THE CASTLE by AMY LOWELL OLNEY HYMNS: 9. THE CONTRITE HEART by WILLIAM COWPER A HYMN TO GOD THE FATHER by JOHN DONNE THE RUBAIYAT, 1859 EDITION: 7 by OMAR KHAYYAM RECONCILIATION by GEORGE WILLIAM RUSSELL A BALLAD OF ST. VITUS by GEORGE SYLVESTER VIERECK |
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