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C.S. Lewis Sayings

I Cried Out For The Pain Of Man,
I Cried Out For My Bitter Wrath
Against The Hopeless Life That Ran
For Ever In A Circling Path
From Death To Death Since All Began;
Till On A Summer Night
I Lost My Way In The Pale Starlight
And Saw Our Planet, Far And Small,
Through Endless Depths Of Nothing Fall
A Lonely Pin-prick Spark Of Light,
Upon The Wide, Enfolding Night,
With Leagues On Leagues Of Stars Above It,
And Powdered Dust Of Stars Below-
Dead Things That Neither Hate Nor Love It
Not Even Their Own Loveliness Can Know,
Being But Cosmic Dust And Dead.
And If Some Tears Be Shed,
Some Evil God Have Power,
Some Crown Of Sorrow Sit
Upon A Little World For A Little Hour-
Who Shall Remember? Who Shall Care For It?

C.S. Lewis Sayings: I Cried Out For The Pain Of Man,I Cried Out For My Bitter WrathAgainst The Hopeless Life That RanFor Ever In A Circling PathFrom Death To Death Since All Began;Till On A Summer NightI Lost My Way In The Pale StarlightAnd Saw Our Planet, Far And Small,Through Endless Depths Of Nothing FallA Lonely Pin-prick Spark Of Light,Upon The Wide, Enfolding Night,With Leagues On Leagues Of Stars Above It,And Powdered Dust Of Stars Below-Dead Things That Neither Hate Nor Love ItNot Even Their Own Loveliness Can Know,Being But Cosmic Dust And Dead.And If Some Tears Be Shed,Some Evil God Have Power,Some Crown Of Sorrow SitUpon A Little World For A Little Hour-Who Shall Remember? Who Shall Care For It?

C.S. Lewis Sayings: I Cried Out For The Pain Of Man,I Cried Out For My Bitter WrathAgainst The Hopeless Life That RanFor Ever In A Circling PathFrom Death To Death Since All Began;Till On A Summer NightI Lost My Way In The Pale StarlightAnd Saw Our Planet, Far And Small,Through Endless Depths Of Nothing FallA Lonely Pin-prick Spark Of Light,Upon The Wide, Enfolding Night,With Leagues On Leagues Of Stars Above It,And Powdered Dust Of Stars Below-Dead Things That Neither Hate Nor Love ItNot Even Their Own Loveliness Can Know,Being But Cosmic Dust And Dead.And If Some Tears Be Shed,Some Evil God Have Power,Some Crown Of Sorrow SitUpon A Little World For A Little Hour-Who Shall Remember? Who Shall Care For It?

C.S. Lewis Sayings: I Cried Out For The Pain Of Man,I Cried Out For My Bitter WrathAgainst The Hopeless Life That RanFor Ever In A Circling PathFrom Death To Death Since All Began;Till On A Summer NightI Lost My Way In The Pale StarlightAnd Saw Our Planet, Far And Small,Through Endless Depths Of Nothing FallA Lonely Pin-prick Spark Of Light,Upon The Wide, Enfolding Night,With Leagues On Leagues Of Stars Above It,And Powdered Dust Of Stars Below-Dead Things That Neither Hate Nor Love ItNot Even Their Own Loveliness Can Know,Being But Cosmic Dust And Dead.And If Some Tears Be Shed,Some Evil God Have Power,Some Crown Of Sorrow SitUpon A Little World For A Little Hour-Who Shall Remember? Who Shall Care For It?

C.S. Lewis Sayings: I Cried Out For The Pain Of Man,I Cried Out For My Bitter WrathAgainst The Hopeless Life That RanFor Ever In A Circling PathFrom Death To Death Since All Began;Till On A Summer NightI Lost My Way In The Pale StarlightAnd Saw Our Planet, Far And Small,Through Endless Depths Of Nothing FallA Lonely Pin-prick Spark Of Light,Upon The Wide, Enfolding Night,With Leagues On Leagues Of Stars Above It,And Powdered Dust Of Stars Below-Dead Things That Neither Hate Nor Love ItNot Even Their Own Loveliness Can Know,Being But Cosmic Dust And Dead.And If Some Tears Be Shed,Some Evil God Have Power,Some Crown Of Sorrow SitUpon A Little World For A Little Hour-Who Shall Remember? Who Shall Care For It?

C.S. Lewis Sayings: I Cried Out For The Pain Of Man,I Cried Out For My Bitter WrathAgainst The Hopeless Life That RanFor Ever In A Circling PathFrom Death To Death Since All Began;Till On A Summer NightI Lost My Way In The Pale StarlightAnd Saw Our Planet, Far And Small,Through Endless Depths Of Nothing FallA Lonely Pin-prick Spark Of Light,Upon The Wide, Enfolding Night,With Leagues On Leagues Of Stars Above It,And Powdered Dust Of Stars Below-Dead Things That Neither Hate Nor Love ItNot Even Their Own Loveliness Can Know,Being But Cosmic Dust And Dead.And If Some Tears Be Shed,Some Evil God Have Power,Some Crown Of Sorrow SitUpon A Little World For A Little Hour-Who Shall Remember? Who Shall Care For It?

C.S. Lewis Sayings: I Cried Out For The Pain Of Man,I Cried Out For My Bitter WrathAgainst The Hopeless Life That RanFor Ever In A Circling PathFrom Death To Death Since All Began;Till On A Summer NightI Lost My Way In The Pale StarlightAnd Saw Our Planet, Far And Small,Through Endless Depths Of Nothing FallA Lonely Pin-prick Spark Of Light,Upon The Wide, Enfolding Night,With Leagues On Leagues Of Stars Above It,And Powdered Dust Of Stars Below-Dead Things That Neither Hate Nor Love ItNot Even Their Own Loveliness Can Know,Being But Cosmic Dust And Dead.And If Some Tears Be Shed,Some Evil God Have Power,Some Crown Of Sorrow SitUpon A Little World For A Little Hour-Who Shall Remember? Who Shall Care For It?

C.S. Lewis Sayings: I Cried Out For The Pain Of Man,I Cried Out For My Bitter WrathAgainst The Hopeless Life That RanFor Ever In A Circling PathFrom Death To Death Since All Began;Till On A Summer NightI Lost My Way In The Pale StarlightAnd Saw Our Planet, Far And Small,Through Endless Depths Of Nothing FallA Lonely Pin-prick Spark Of Light,Upon The Wide, Enfolding Night,With Leagues On Leagues Of Stars Above It,And Powdered Dust Of Stars Below-Dead Things That Neither Hate Nor Love ItNot Even Their Own Loveliness Can Know,Being But Cosmic Dust And Dead.And If Some Tears Be Shed,Some Evil God Have Power,Some Crown Of Sorrow SitUpon A Little World For A Little Hour-Who Shall Remember? Who Shall Care For It?

C.S. Lewis Sayings: I Cried Out For The Pain Of Man,I Cried Out For My Bitter WrathAgainst The Hopeless Life That RanFor Ever In A Circling PathFrom Death To Death Since All Began;Till On A Summer NightI Lost My Way In The Pale StarlightAnd Saw Our Planet, Far And Small,Through Endless Depths Of Nothing FallA Lonely Pin-prick Spark Of Light,Upon The Wide, Enfolding Night,With Leagues On Leagues Of Stars Above It,And Powdered Dust Of Stars Below-Dead Things That Neither Hate Nor Love ItNot Even Their Own Loveliness Can Know,Being But Cosmic Dust And Dead.And If Some Tears Be Shed,Some Evil God Have Power,Some Crown Of Sorrow SitUpon A Little World For A Little Hour-Who Shall Remember? Who Shall Care For It?

C.S. Lewis Sayings: I Cried Out For The Pain Of Man,I Cried Out For My Bitter WrathAgainst The Hopeless Life That RanFor Ever In A Circling PathFrom Death To Death Since All Began;Till On A Summer NightI Lost My Way In The Pale StarlightAnd Saw Our Planet, Far And Small,Through Endless Depths Of Nothing FallA Lonely Pin-prick Spark Of Light,Upon The Wide, Enfolding Night,With Leagues On Leagues Of Stars Above It,And Powdered Dust Of Stars Below-Dead Things That Neither Hate Nor Love ItNot Even Their Own Loveliness Can Know,Being But Cosmic Dust And Dead.And If Some Tears Be Shed,Some Evil God Have Power,Some Crown Of Sorrow SitUpon A Little World For A Little Hour-Who Shall Remember? Who Shall Care For It?

C.S. Lewis Sayings: I Cried Out For The Pain Of Man,I Cried Out For My Bitter WrathAgainst The Hopeless Life That RanFor Ever In A Circling PathFrom Death To Death Since All Began;Till On A Summer NightI Lost My Way In The Pale StarlightAnd Saw Our Planet, Far And Small,Through Endless Depths Of Nothing FallA Lonely Pin-prick Spark Of Light,Upon The Wide, Enfolding Night,With Leagues On Leagues Of Stars Above It,And Powdered Dust Of Stars Below-Dead Things That Neither Hate Nor Love ItNot Even Their Own Loveliness Can Know,Being But Cosmic Dust And Dead.And If Some Tears Be Shed,Some Evil God Have Power,Some Crown Of Sorrow SitUpon A Little World For A Little Hour-Who Shall Remember? Who Shall Care For It?

C.S. Lewis Sayings: I Cried Out For The Pain Of Man,I Cried Out For My Bitter WrathAgainst The Hopeless Life That RanFor Ever In A Circling PathFrom Death To Death Since All Began;Till On A Summer NightI Lost My Way In The Pale StarlightAnd Saw Our Planet, Far And Small,Through Endless Depths Of Nothing FallA Lonely Pin-prick Spark Of Light,Upon The Wide, Enfolding Night,With Leagues On Leagues Of Stars Above It,And Powdered Dust Of Stars Below-Dead Things That Neither Hate Nor Love ItNot Even Their Own Loveliness Can Know,Being But Cosmic Dust And Dead.And If Some Tears Be Shed,Some Evil God Have Power,Some Crown Of Sorrow SitUpon A Little World For A Little Hour-Who Shall Remember? Who Shall Care For It?

C.S. Lewis Sayings: I Cried Out For The Pain Of Man,I Cried Out For My Bitter WrathAgainst The Hopeless Life That RanFor Ever In A Circling PathFrom Death To Death Since All Began;Till On A Summer NightI Lost My Way In The Pale StarlightAnd Saw Our Planet, Far And Small,Through Endless Depths Of Nothing FallA Lonely Pin-prick Spark Of Light,Upon The Wide, Enfolding Night,With Leagues On Leagues Of Stars Above It,And Powdered Dust Of Stars Below-Dead Things That Neither Hate Nor Love ItNot Even Their Own Loveliness Can Know,Being But Cosmic Dust And Dead.And If Some Tears Be Shed,Some Evil God Have Power,Some Crown Of Sorrow SitUpon A Little World For A Little Hour-Who Shall Remember? Who Shall Care For It?

C.S. Lewis Sayings: I Cried Out For The Pain Of Man,I Cried Out For My Bitter WrathAgainst The Hopeless Life That RanFor Ever In A Circling PathFrom Death To Death Since All Began;Till On A Summer NightI Lost My Way In The Pale StarlightAnd Saw Our Planet, Far And Small,Through Endless Depths Of Nothing FallA Lonely Pin-prick Spark Of Light,Upon The Wide, Enfolding Night,With Leagues On Leagues Of Stars Above It,And Powdered Dust Of Stars Below-Dead Things That Neither Hate Nor Love ItNot Even Their Own Loveliness Can Know,Being But Cosmic Dust And Dead.And If Some Tears Be Shed,Some Evil God Have Power,Some Crown Of Sorrow SitUpon A Little World For A Little Hour-Who Shall Remember? Who Shall Care For It?

C.S. Lewis Sayings: I Cried Out For The Pain Of Man,I Cried Out For My Bitter WrathAgainst The Hopeless Life That RanFor Ever In A Circling PathFrom Death To Death Since All Began;Till On A Summer NightI Lost My Way In The Pale StarlightAnd Saw Our Planet, Far And Small,Through Endless Depths Of Nothing FallA Lonely Pin-prick Spark Of Light,Upon The Wide, Enfolding Night,With Leagues On Leagues Of Stars Above It,And Powdered Dust Of Stars Below-Dead Things That Neither Hate Nor Love ItNot Even Their Own Loveliness Can Know,Being But Cosmic Dust And Dead.And If Some Tears Be Shed,Some Evil God Have Power,Some Crown Of Sorrow SitUpon A Little World For A Little Hour-Who Shall Remember? Who Shall Care For It?

C.S. Lewis Sayings: I Cried Out For The Pain Of Man,I Cried Out For My Bitter WrathAgainst The Hopeless Life That RanFor Ever In A Circling PathFrom Death To Death Since All Began;Till On A Summer NightI Lost My Way In The Pale StarlightAnd Saw Our Planet, Far And Small,Through Endless Depths Of Nothing FallA Lonely Pin-prick Spark Of Light,Upon The Wide, Enfolding Night,With Leagues On Leagues Of Stars Above It,And Powdered Dust Of Stars Below-Dead Things That Neither Hate Nor Love ItNot Even Their Own Loveliness Can Know,Being But Cosmic Dust And Dead.And If Some Tears Be Shed,Some Evil God Have Power,Some Crown Of Sorrow SitUpon A Little World For A Little Hour-Who Shall Remember? Who Shall Care For It?