Crawl on, miserable man,
Clutching the millstone of your hope;
Not knowing the gods, replete
With nectar and blood of rams,
Rejoice at the sight
Of your agonizing pace.
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SPIRITUAL AND INSPIRATIONAL
POETRY ARCHIVE
Crawl on, miserable man,
Clutching the millstone of your hope;
Not knowing the gods, replete
With nectar and blood of rams,
Rejoice at the sight
Of your agonizing pace.