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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=118412" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Thesis and Antithesis</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">If that we thus are guilty doth appear,<br>Ah, guilty tho’ we are, grave judges, hear!<br>Ah, yes; if ever you in your sweet youth<br>’Midst pleasure’s borders missed the track of truth,<br>Made love on benches underneath green trees,<br>Stuffed tender rhymes with old new similes,<br>Whispered soft anythings, and in the blood<br>Felt all you said not most was understood<br>Ah, if you have, as which of you has not?<br>Nor what you were have utterly forgot,<br>Then be not stern to faults yourselves have known,<br>To others harsh, kind to yourselves alone.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">That we, young sir, beneath our youth’s green trees<br>Once did, not what should profit, but should please,<br>In foolish longing and in love-sick play<br>Forgot the truth and lost the flying day,<br>That we went wrong we say not is not true,<br>But, if we erred, were we not punished too?<br>If not, if no one checked our wandering feet,<br>Shall we our parents’ negligence repeat?<br>In future times that ancient loss renew,<br>If none saved us, forbear from saving you?<br>Nor let that justice in your faults be seen<br>Which in our own or was or should have been!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Yet, yet, recal the mind that you had then,<br>And, so recalling, listen yet again;<br>If you escaped, ’tis plainly understood<br>Impunity may leave a culprit good;<br>If you were punished, did you then, as now,<br>The justice of that punishment allow?<br>Did what your age consents to now, appear<br>Expedient then and needfully severe?<br>In youth’s indulgence think there yet might be<br>A truth forgot by grey severity.<br>That strictness and that laxity between,<br>Be yours the wisdom to detect the mean.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">’Tis possible, young sir, that some excess<br>Mars youthful judgment and old men’s no less;<br>Yet we must take our counsel as we may<br>For (flying years this lesson still convey),<br>’Tis worst unwisdom to be overwise,<br>And not to use, but still correct one’s eyes.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Arthur+Hugh+Clough">Arthur Hugh Clough</a><div class=q>
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