The True Knowledge

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Title:     The True Knowledge
Author: Oscar Wilde [More Titles by Wilde]

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Thou knowest all; I seek in vain
What lands to till or sow with seed--
The land is black with briar and weed,
Nor cares for falling tears or rain.

Thou knowest all; I sit and wait
With blinded eyes and hands that fail,
Till the last lifting of the veil
And the first opening of the gate.

Thou knowest all; I cannot see.
I trust I shall not live in vain,
I know that we shall meet again
In some divine eternity.

-THE END-
Oscar Wilde's poem: The True Knowledge

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