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Dear Blog Visitors.
Yes, Here I am on mini-blog-vacation..but I located some regular visitors to my blog…for them I am giving out …’what-ever’ I come across while “reading stuff frm here n there habit”….so that ur visit may have an evocative Close-Page-Click at the end of reading.

I tell you, hush! no word of sneering scorn–
True, fallen; but God knows how deep her sorrow.
Poor girl! too many like her only born
To love one day–to sin–and die the morrow.
What know you of her struggles or her grief?
Or what wild storms of want and woe and pain
Tore down her soul from honor? As a leaf
From autumn branches, or a drop of rain
That hung in frailest splendor from a bough–
Bright, glistening in the sunlight of God’s day–
So had she clung to virtue once. But now–
See Heaven’s clear pearl polluted with earth’s clay!
The sin is yours–with your accursed gold–
Man’s wealth is master–woman’s soul the slave!
Some purest water still the mire may hold.
Is there no hope for her–no power to save?
Yea, once again to draw up from the clay
The fallen raindrop, till it shine above,
Or save a fallen soul, needs but one ray
Of Heaven’s sunshine, or of human love.

English Translation of Victor Hugo’s Poems,Collection Vol 1.

~ by display_name on May 8, 2005.