A Cross-Road Epitaph
"Am Kreuzweg wird begraben
Wer selber brachte sich um.
When first the world grew dark to me
I call'd on God, yet came not he.
Whereon, as wearier wax'd my lot,
On Love I call'd, but Love came not.
When a worse evil did befall,
Death, on thee only did I call.
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