<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=37699" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Consolation</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Mist clogs the sunshine.<br>Smoky dwarf houses<br>Hem me round everywhere;<br>A vague dejection<br>Weighs down my soul.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Yet, while I languish,<br>Everywhere countless<br>Prospects unroll themselves,<br>And countless beings<br>Pass countless moods.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Far hence, in Asia,<br>On the smooth convent-roofs,<br>On the gilt terraces,<br>Of holy Lassa,<br>Bright shines the sun.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Grey time-worn marbles<br>Hold the pure Muses;<br>In their cool gallery,<br>By yellow Tiber,<br>They still look fair.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Strange unloved uproar<br>Shrills round their portal;<br>Yet not on Helicon<br>Kept they more cloudless<br>Their noble calm.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Through sun-proof alleys<br>In a lone, sand-hemm'd<br>City of Africa,<br>A blind, led beggar,<br>Age-bow'd, asks alms.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">No bolder robber<br>Erst abode ambush'd<br>Deep in the sandy waste;<br>No clearer eyesight<br>Spied prey afar.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Saharan sand-winds<br>Sear'd his keen eyeballs;<br>Spent is the spoil he won.<br>For him the present<br>Holds only pain.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Two young, fair lovers,<br>Where the warm June-wind,<br>Fresh from the summer fields<br>Plays fondly round them,<br>Stand, tranced in joy.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">With sweet, join'd voices,<br>And with eyes brimming:<br>'Ah,' they cry, 'Destiny,<br>Prolong the present!<br>Time, stand still here!'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The prompt stern Goddess<br>Shakes her head, frowning;<br>Time gives his hour-glass<br>Its due reversal;<br>Their hour is gone.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">With weak indulgence<br>Did the just Goddess<br>Lengthen their happiness,<br>She lengthen'd also<br>Distress elsewhere.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The hour, whose happy<br>Unalloy'd moments<br>I would eternalise,<br>Ten thousand mourners<br>Well pleased see end.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The bleak, stern hour,<br>Whose severe moments<br>I would annihilate,<br>Is pass'd by others<br>In warmth, light, joy.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Time, so complain'd of,<br>Who to no one man<br>Shows partiality,<br>Brings round to all men<br>Some undimm'd hours.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Matthew+Arnold">Matthew Arnold</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=37699" data-title="Consolation de Matthew Arnold" data-description="Mist clogs the sunshine./Smoky dwarf houses/Hem me round everywhere;/A vague dejection/Weighs down my soul./Yet, while I languish,/Everywhere countless/Prospects unroll themselves,/And countless beings/Pass countless moods./Far hence, in Asia,/On ..."></div> </div> </div>

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