<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=117320" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>To ------</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Chained to the oar and hopeless of reprieve,<br>From year to year to one dull task confined—<br>A task that needs no effort of the mind,<br>A task mere honest dulness might achieve—<br>Tell me, sincerely, though too proud to grieve<br>Or murmur at thy destinies unkind,<br>Dost thou not feel at least the chains that bind<br>Thy spirit down to toils it must not leave?</div><div style="margin:10px 0">To have decked the shrine of Ceres with the flowers<br>That science gave to thy collecting hand;<br>To have served, by useful arts, thy native land:<br>These were thy hopes; on these were bent thy powers.<br>These hopes foregone, repress thy vain desires;<br>Curb thy aspiring soul and quench her useless fires.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Edmund+Cartwright">Edmund Cartwright</a><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=117320" data-title="To ------ de Edmund Cartwright" data-description="Chained to the oar and hopeless of reprieve,/From year to year to one dull task confined—/A task that needs no effort of the mind,/A task mere honest dulness might achieve—/Tell me, sincerely, though too proud to grieve/Or murmur at thy destin..."></div> </div> </div>

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