Fragments Of A Lost Gnostic Poem Of The Twelfth Century Poem by Herman Melville

Fragments Of A Lost Gnostic Poem Of The Twelfth Century

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Found a family, build a state,
The pledged event is still the same:
Matter in end will never abate
His ancient brutal claim.

Indolence is heaven’s ally here,
And energy the child of hell:
The Good Man pouring from his pitcher clear
But brims the poisoned well.

Saturday, April 17, 2010
Topic(s) of this poem: family
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Herman Melville

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