

inasniytThere is wailing in my ears. Have I lost my mind at last? Miseries here passed unshod, And spirits of unspoken fears. Where the bleeding plaster breaks On the scraped and empty wall, In the bare decrepit hall, A long and eerie sound it makes, A bloody, miserable sound, Like a child that starved to death, Like expiring, laboured breath, Like the wailing of a hound That is dying in the cold. Stains of red reach from the wall, A leaking, pulsing scarlet pall, Over crack and over foldinasniyt


Pater PeccaviWilt Thou hear my wretched words? Wilt Thou soothe my sorrow'd soul? Like a beast, a thing abhorr'd, I lie prostrate, Thy wilful thrall Forgive me, Father, for my sin, Forgive me that I shamefully Sought earthly rapture, and have been enamoured of desires impure: Father, Father, hear my plea! I have crossed Thy will, you see --- O Pater, Pater peccavi.Pater Peccavi
Like the Devil have I raged, Like Salome sought for lust, And now the stain of abject shame Fills me as it always must O Lord, forgive me that I strayed! For now, toss'd
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