De Profundis Clamavi
I beg your pity, You, my only love; My fallen heart lies in a deep abyss, A universe of leaden heaviness, Where cursing terrors swim the night above! For six months stands a sun with heatless beams, The other months are spent in total night; It is a polar land to human sight No greenery, no trees, no running streams! But there is not a horror to surpass The cruelty of that blank sun's cold glass, And that long night, that Chaos come again! I'm jealous of the meanest of the beasts Who plunge themselves into a stupid sleep - So slowly does the time unwind its skein!
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"I beg your pity, You, my only love;..."
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