<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=373551" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Out Of The Sighs</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Out of the sighs a little comes,<br>But not of grief, for I have knocked down that<br>Before the agony; the spirit grows,<br>Forgets, and cries;<br>A little comes, is tasted and found good;<br>All could not disappoint;<br>There must, be praised, some certainty,<br>If not of loving well, then not,<br>And that is true after perpetual defeat.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">After such fighting as the weakest know,<br>There's more than dying;<br>Lose the great pains or stuff the wound,<br>He'll ache too long<br>Through no regret of leaving woman waiting<br>For her soldier stained with spilt words<br>That spill such acrid blood.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Were that enough, enough to ease the pain,<br>Feeling regret when this is wasted<br>That made me happy in the sun,<br>How much was happy while it lasted,<br>Were vagueness enough and the sweet lies plenty,<br>The hollow words could bear all suffering<br>And cure me of ills.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Were that enough, bone, blood, and sinew,<br>The twisted brain, the fair-formed loin,<br>Groping for matter under the dog's plate,<br>Man should be cured of distemper.<br>For all there is to give I offer:<br>Crumbs, barn, and halter.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Dylan+Thomas">Dylan Thomas</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=373551" data-title="Out Of The Sighs de Dylan Thomas" data-description="Out of the sighs a little comes, But not of grief, for I have knocked down that Before the agony; the spirit grows, Forgets, and cries; A little comes, is tasted and found good; All could not disappoint; There must, be praised, some certainty, If ..."></div> </div> </div>

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