The Crucifixion of Man a Narrative Poem
The book The Crucifixion of Man a Narrative Poem was written by author Here you can read free online of The Crucifixion of Man a Narrative Poem book, rate and share your impressions in comments. If you don't know what to write, just answer the question: Why is The Crucifixion of Man a Narrative Poem a good or bad book?
Where can I read The Crucifixion of Man a Narrative Poem for free?
In our eReader you can find the full English version of the book. Read The Crucifixion of Man a Narrative Poem Online - link to read the book on full screen. Our eReader also allows you to upload and read Pdf, Txt, ePub and fb2 books. In the Mini eReder on the page below you can quickly view all pages of the book - Read Book The Crucifixion of Man a Narrative Poem
In our eReader you can find the full English version of the book. Read The Crucifixion of Man a Narrative Poem Online - link to read the book on full screen. Our eReader also allows you to upload and read Pdf, Txt, ePub and fb2 books. In the Mini eReder on the page below you can quickly view all pages of the book - Read Book The Crucifixion of Man a Narrative Poem
What reading level is The Crucifixion of Man a Narrative Poem book?
To quickly assess the difficulty of the text, read a short excerpt:
did it matter ? You should love me — that was all ! You were good and chaste and noble (so was I once) — you should fall. I would carry out God's purpose — I, the witness of his plan. I had watched him work in London — I could do the very same In the country in October, I could plot a woman's shame Just as cunningly as he did ; there is genius, even in man !
God was far away, safeguarded — he who wrought the monstrous crime ; He who wrought the woman's nature, shaping it from endless time, Work...ing in it leaven of darkness, through unknown ancestral ways Guiding down the stream of evil that should issue in the sea Of vast horror that had driven all the manhood out of me, All the manhood, all the godhead, all the dreams of summer days.
A MAN'S CONFESSION. 65 God was far away, safeguarded by his angel-armies, there Far above the loftiest summit, far beyond the starlit air, Safe, far out of reach, defiant — he who labouring in the gloom, He who toiling, ever toiling, had amassed the ancestral force That within one woman's nature took to-day its certain course ; He who built up passion's rapture, then set frenzy in its room : He who saw my prayers mount upward, pure and snowy-winged and strong — Bent in seeming to receive them, took vast trouble to prolong All the glory and the beauty and the splendour of my dream ; He who watched the years of sorrow and the years of passion chained And the anguish of the spirit that for love's own sake refrained, Far he was beyond the storm-clouds, past the farthest starry gleam !
What to read after The Crucifixion of Man a Narrative Poem?
You can find similar books in the "Read Also" column, or choose other free books by George Barlow to read onlineMoreLess
To quickly assess the difficulty of the text, read a short excerpt:
did it matter ? You should love me — that was all ! You were good and chaste and noble (so was I once) — you should fall. I would carry out God's purpose — I, the witness of his plan. I had watched him work in London — I could do the very same In the country in October, I could plot a woman's shame Just as cunningly as he did ; there is genius, even in man !
God was far away, safeguarded — he who wrought the monstrous crime ; He who wrought the woman's nature, shaping it from endless time, Work...ing in it leaven of darkness, through unknown ancestral ways Guiding down the stream of evil that should issue in the sea Of vast horror that had driven all the manhood out of me, All the manhood, all the godhead, all the dreams of summer days.
A MAN'S CONFESSION. 65 God was far away, safeguarded by his angel-armies, there Far above the loftiest summit, far beyond the starlit air, Safe, far out of reach, defiant — he who labouring in the gloom, He who toiling, ever toiling, had amassed the ancestral force That within one woman's nature took to-day its certain course ; He who built up passion's rapture, then set frenzy in its room : He who saw my prayers mount upward, pure and snowy-winged and strong — Bent in seeming to receive them, took vast trouble to prolong All the glory and the beauty and the splendour of my dream ; He who watched the years of sorrow and the years of passion chained And the anguish of the spirit that for love's own sake refrained, Far he was beyond the storm-clouds, past the farthest starry gleam !
What to read after The Crucifixion of Man a Narrative Poem?
You can find similar books in the "Read Also" column, or choose other free books by George Barlow to read onlineMoreLess
Write Review:
User Reviews: