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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=374232" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Will To Live</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">SINCE Faith is a veil that has nothing behind it,<br>And Hope wanders lost where no mortal can find it,<br>Since Love is a mirror we break in a minute<br>In snatching the image our soul has cast in it,<br>What is the use of the Summers and Springs,<br>The wave of the woods and the waft of the wings--<br>Since all means nothing, and good things and ill<br>Make madness,--a mirage tormenting us still?</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Since all the fighting, the ardent endeavour,<br>The heart cast bleeding to feed the Ideal,<br>Are vain, vain, vain, and the one thing real<br>Is that all's vain, for ever and ever;<br>Why then, be a man and stand back from the strife,<br>Fall by the sword, but keep out of the snare;<br>Will but to be--and be willing to bear<br>All that the gods may lay on your of life!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">In the far East, where light ever dawns first,<br>There has man learned how the Fates may be cheated,<br>How by our craft may their strength be defeated,<br>Though all our best be no match for their worst!<br>Kill the desire that they set in your bosom,<br>Long not for fruit when you gaze on the blossom,<br>Dream not of flowers when you gaze on the bud,<br>Kill all the rebels that shout in your blood.<br>Sorrow and sickness, disease and decay--<br>These toll the hours of Life's desolate day;<br>Hopes unfulfilled and forbidden delight<br>These are the dreams of Life's treacherous night.<br>So let me image an infinite peace<br>Touched with no joy but the ease of release.<br>Out of the eddies I climb and I cease<br>Keeping, in change for this man's soul of me,<br>Something which, by the eternal decree,<br>Is as like Nothing as Something can be!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Not to desire, to admit, to adore,<br>Casting the robe of the soul that you wore<br>Just as the soul casts the body's robe down.<br>This is man's destiny, this is man's crown.<br>This is the splendour, the end of the feast;<br>This is the light of the Star in the East.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">So, Silence reconciles Life's jarring phrases<br>Far in the future, austere and august:<br>Meanwhile, the buds of the poplars are falling,<br>Spring's on the lawn, and a little voice calling:<br>'Daddy, come out! Daddy darling, you must!<br>Daddy come out and help Molly pick daisies!'<br>And, since one's here, and the Spring's in the garden<br>(How many lives hence will that thought earn pardon?)<br>Since one's a man and man's heart is insistent,<br>And, since Nirvana is doubtful and distant,<br>Though life's a hard road and thorny to travel--<br>Stones in the borders and grass on the gravel,<br>Still there's the wisdom that wise men call folly,<br>Still one can go and pick daisies with Molly!</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Edith+Nesbit">Edith Nesbit</a><div class=q>
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And Hope wanders lost where no mortal can find it,
Since Love is a mirror we break in a minute
In snatching the image our soul has cast in it,
What is the use of the Summers and Springs,
The wave o..."></div>
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