دانلود رمان انگلیسی “درون و بیرون: یک منظومهٔ نمایشی”

Go thou into thy closet; shut thy door; And pray to Him in secret: He will hear. But think not thou, by one wild bound, to clear The numberless ascensions, more and more, Of starry stairs that must be climbed, before Thou comest to the Father’s likeness near, And bendest down to kiss the feet so dear That, step by step, their mounting flights passed o’er. Be thou content if on thy weary need There falls a sense of showers and of the spring; A hope that makes it possible to fling Sickness aside, and go and do the deed; For highest aspiration will not lead Unto the calm beyond all questioning.