Sir George Trevelyan recite this
'A SLEEP OF PRISONERS'
BY CHRISTOPHER FRY
The human heart can go
the lengths of God...
and cold we may be, but this
winter now. The frozen misery
centuries breaks, cracks, begins to move;
thunder is the thunder of the floes,
thaw, the flood, the upstart Spring.
God our time is now when wrong
up to face us everywhere,
to leave us till we take
longest stride of soul men ever took.
Affairs are now soul
exploration into God.
are you making for? It takes
many thousand years to wake...
will you wake, for pity's sake?
Sir George Trevelyan
~ Man of Vision and Inspiration