<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=349991" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Tis Hard</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">'Tis hard that the full summer of our round <br>Is but the turn where winter's sign-post's writ; <br>That to have reached the best is leaving it; <br>That final loss bears date from having found. <br>So some proud vessel in a narrow sound <br>Sails at high water with the fair wind fit, <br>And lo! the ebb along the sandy spit, <br>Lower and lower till she jars, aground. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">'Tis hard. We are young still but more content; <br>'Tis our ripe flush, the heyday of our prime; <br>We learn full breath, how rich of the air we are! <br>But suddenly we note a touch of time, <br>A little fleck that scarcely seems to mar; <br>And we know then that some time since youth went.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Augusta+Davies+Webster">Augusta Davies Webster</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=349991" data-title="Tis Hard de Augusta Davies Webster" data-description="'Tis hard that the full summer of our round Is but the turn where winter's sign-post's writ; That to have reached the best is leaving it; That final loss bears date from having found. So some proud vessel in a narrow sound Sails at high water..."></div> </div> </div>

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