<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=115032" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Despondency</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Come Grief, and sing a solemn dirge<br> Beneath this midnight shade;<br>From central darkness now emerge,<br> And tread the lonely glade.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Attend each mourning pow'r around,<br> While tears incessant flow;<br>Strike all your strings with doleful sound,<br> Till Grief melodious grow.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">This is the cheerless hour of night,<br> For sorrow only made,<br>When no intrusive ray of light<br> The silent glooms pervade.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Tho' such the darkness of my soul,<br> Not such the calmness there,<br>But waves of guilt tumultuous roll<br> 'Midst billows of despair.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Fallacious Pleasure's tinsel train<br> My soul rejects with scorn;<br>If higher joys she can't attain,<br> She'd rather chuse to mourn</div><div style="margin:10px 0">For bliss superior she was made,<br> Or for extreme despair:<br>If pain awaits her past the dead<br> Why should she triumph here?</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Tho' Reason points at good supreme,<br> Yet Grace must lead us thence;<br>Must wake us from this pleasing dream,<br> The idle joys of Sense.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Surely I wish the blackest night<br> Of Nature to remain,<br>'Till Christ arise with healing light,<br> Then welcome day again.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Ann+Eliza+Bleecker">Ann Eliza Bleecker</a> from <i>The Posthumous Works of Ann Eliza Bleecker</i><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=115032" data-title="Despondency de Ann Eliza Bleecker" data-description="Come Grief, and sing a solemn dirge/ Beneath this midnight shade;/From central darkness now emerge,/ And tread the lonely glade./Attend each mourning pow'r around,/ While tears incessant flow;/Strike all your strings with doleful sound,/ Till Grie..."></div> </div> </div>

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