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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=348715" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Fountain of Tears</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">If you go over desert and mountain, <br>Far into the country of Sorrow, <br>To-day and to-night and to-morrow, <br>And maybe for months and for years; <br>You shall come with a heart that is bursting <br>For trouble and toiling and thirsting, <br>You shall certainly come to the fountain <br>At length,—to the Fountain of Tears. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Very peaceful the place is, and solely <br>For piteous lamenting and sighing, <br>And those who come living or dying <br>Alike from their hopes and their fears; <br>Full of cypress-like shadows the place is, <br>And statues that cover their faces: <br>But out of the gloom springs the holy <br>And beautiful Fountain of Tears. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">And it flows and it flows with a motion <br>So gentle and lovely and listless, <br>And murmurs a tune so resistless <br>To him who hath suffer'd and hears— <br>You shall surely—without a word spoken, <br>Kneel down there and know your heart broken, <br>And yield to the long-curb'd emotion <br>That day by the Fountain of Tears. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">For it grows and it grows, as though leaping <br>Up higher the more one is thinking; <br>And ever its tunes go on sinking <br>More poignantly into the ears: <br>Yea, so blessèd and good seems that fountain, <br>Reach'd after dry desert and mountain, <br>You shall fall down at length in your weeping <br>And bathe your sad face in the tears. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Then alas! while you lie there a season <br>And sob between living and dying, <br>And give up the land you were trying <br>To find 'mid your hopes and your fears; <br>—O the world shall come up and pass o'er you, <br>Strong men shall not stay to care for you, <br>Nor wonder indeed for what reason <br>Your way should seem harder than theirs. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">But perhaps, while you lie, never lifting <br>Your cheek from the wet leaves it presses, <br>Nor caring to raise your wet tresses <br>And look how the cold world appears— <br>O perhaps the mere silences round you— <br>All things in that place Grief hath found you— <br>Yea, e'en to the clouds o'er you drifting, <br>May soothe you somewhat through your tears. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">You may feel, when a falling leaf brushes <br>Your face, as though some one had kiss'd you, <br>Or think at least some one who miss'd you <br>Had sent you a thought,—if that cheers; <br>Or a bird's little song, faint and broken, <br>May pass for a tender word spoken: <br>—Enough, while around you there rushes <br>That life-drowning torrent of tears. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">And the tears shall flow faster and faster, <br>Brim over and baffle resistance, <br>And roll down blear'd roads to each distance <br>Of past desolation and years; <br>Till they cover the place of each sorrow, <br>And leave you no past and no morrow: <br>For what man is able to master <br>And stem the great Fountain of Tears? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">But the floods and the tears meet and gather; <br>The sound of them all grows like thunder: <br>—O into what bosom, I wonder, <br>Is pour'd the whole sorrow of years? <br>For Eternity only seems keeping <br>Account of the great human weeping: <br>May God, then, the Maker and Father— <br>May He find a place for the tears!</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Arthur+William+Edgar+O%27Shaughnessy">Arthur William Edgar O'Shaughnessy</a><div class=q>
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Far into the country of Sorrow, 
To-day and to-night and to-morrow, 
And maybe for months and for years; 
You shall come with a heart that is bursting 
For trouble and toiling and thirsting, 
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