<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=115137" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The dumb creation</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Deal kindly with those speechless ones,<br> That throng our gladsome earth;<br> Say not the bounteous gift of life<br> Alone is nothing worth.<br> <br> What though with mournful memories<br> They sigh not for the past?<br> What though their ever joyous Now<br> No future overcast?<br> <br> No aspirations fill their breast<br> With longings undefined;<br> They live, they love, and they are blest,<br> For what they seek they find.<br> <br> They see no mystery in the stars,<br> No wonder in the plain;<br> And Life's enigma wakes in them<br> No questions dark and vain.<br> <br> To them earth is a final home,<br> A bright and blest abode;<br> Their lives unconsciously flow on<br> In harmony with God.<br> <br> To this fair world our human hearts<br> Their hopes and longings bring,<br> And o'er its beauty and its bloom<br> Their own dark shadows fling.<br> <br> Between the future and the past<br> In wild unrest we stand;<br> And ever as our feet advance,<br> Retreats the promised land.<br> <br> And though Love, Fame, and Wealth and Power,<br> Bind in their gilded bond,<br> We pine to grasp the unattained--<br> The something still beyond.<br> <br> And, beating on their prison bars,<br> Our spirits ask more room,<br> And with unanswered questionings,<br> They pierce beyond the tomb.<br> <br> Then say thou not, oh doubtful heart,<br> There is no life to come;<br> That in some tearless, cloudless land,<br> Thou shalt not find thy home.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Anne+Lynch+Botta">Anne Lynch Botta</a> from <i>Poems</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=115137" data-title="The dumb creation de Anne Lynch Botta" data-description="Deal kindly with those speechless ones,/ That throng our gladsome earth;/ Say not the bounteous gift of life/ Alone is nothing worth./ / What though with mournful memories/ They sigh not for the past?/ What though their ever joyous Now/ No fut..."></div> </div> </div>

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