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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=116519" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Despondency: An Ode</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Oppress'd with grief, oppress'd with care,<br>A burden more than I can bear,<br>I set me down and sigh;<br>O life! thou art a galling load,<br>Along a rough, a weary road,<br>To wretches such as I!<br>Dim backward as I cast my view,<br>What sick'ning scenes appear!<br>What sorrows yet may pierce me through,<br>Too justly I may fear!<br>Still caring, despairing,<br>Must be my bitter doom;<br>My woes here shall close ne'er<br>But with the closing tomb!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Happy! ye sons of busy life,<br>Who, equal to the bustling strife,<br>No other view regard!<br>Ev'n when the wished end's denied,<br>Yet while the busy means are plied,<br>They bring their own reward:<br>Whilst I, a hope-abandon'd wight,<br>Unfitted with an aim,<br>Meet ev'ry sad returning night,<br>And joyless morn the same!<br>You, bustling, and justling,<br>Forget each grief and pain;<br>I, listless, yet restless,<br>Find ev'ry prospect vain.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">How blest the solitary's lot,<br>Who, all-forgetting, all forgot,<br>Within his humble cell,<br>The cavern, wild with tangling roots,<br>Sits o'er his newly gather'd fruits,<br>Beside his crystal well!<br>Or haply, to his ev'ning thought,<br>By unfrequented stream,<br>The ways of men are distant brought,<br>A faint, collected dream;<br>While praising, and raising<br>His thoughts to heav'n on high,<br>As wand'ring, meand'ring,<br>He views the solemn sky.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Than I, no lonely hermit plac'd<br>Where never human footstep trac'd,<br>Less fit to play the part,<br>The lucky moment to improve,<br>And just to stop, and just to move,<br>With self-respecting art:<br>But ah! those pleasures, loves, and joys,<br>Which I too keenly taste,<br>The solitary can despise,<br>Can want, and yet be blest!<br>He needs not, he heeds not,<br>Or human love or hate;<br>Whilst I here must cry here<br>At perfidy ingrate!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">O, enviable, early days,<br>When dancing thoughtless pleasure's maze,<br>To care, to guilt unknown!<br>How ill exchang'd for riper times,<br>To feel the follies, or the crimes,<br>Of others, or my own!<br>Ye tiny elves that guiltless sport,<br>Like linnets in the bush,<br>Ye little know the ills ye court,<br>When manhood is your wish!<br>The losses, the crosses,<br>That active man engage;<br>The fears all, the tears all,<br>Of dim declining age!</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Robert+Burns">Robert Burns</a><div class=q>
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