Listen to
Sir George Trevelyan recite this
poem:
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'A SLEEP OF PRISONERS'
BY CHRISTOPHER FRY
The human heart can go
the lengths of God...
Dark
and cold we may be, but this
Is no
winter now. The frozen misery
Of
centuries breaks, cracks, begins to move;
The
thunder is the thunder of the floes,
The
thaw, the flood, the upstart Spring.
Thank
God our time is now when wrong
Comes
up to face us everywhere,
Never
to leave us till we take
The
longest stride of soul men ever took.
Affairs are now soul
size.
The
enterprise is
exploration into God.
Where
are you making for? It takes
So
many thousand years to wake...
But
will you wake, for pity's sake?
Sir George Trevelyan
~ Man of Vision and Inspiration
