Rupert Brooke

Warwickshire / England
Rupert Brooke
Warwickshire / England
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Failure

Rating: 3.0

Because God put His adamantine fate
Between my sullen heart and its desire,
I swore that I would burst the Iron Gate,
Rise up, and curse Him on His throne of fire.
Earth shuddered at my crown of blasphemy,
But Love was as a flame about my feet;
Proud up the Golden Stair I strode; and beat
Thrice on the Gate, and entered with a cry --
All the great courts were quiet in the sun,
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Roxxy Sweets 15 April 2014
Is this a questioning of God? Interesting.... :)
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