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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=384282" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>A Waif</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">My soul is like a poor caged bird to-night, <br> Beating its wings against the prison bars, <br>Longing to reach the outer world of light, <br> And, all untrammelled, soar among the stars.<br>Wild, mighty thoughts struggle within my soul<br>For utterance. Great waves of passion roll<br>Through all my being. As the lightnings play<br>Through thunder clouds, so beams of blinding light<br>Flash for a moment on my darkened brain -<br>Quick, sudden, glaring beams, that fade wawy<br>And leave me in a darker, deeper night.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Oh, poet sould! that struggle all in vain <br> To live in peace and harmony with earth, <br>It cannot be! They must endure the pain<br> Of conscience and unacknoeledged worth, <br>Moving and dwelling with the common herd, <br> Whose highest thought has never strayed as far, <br> Or never strayed beyond the horizon's bar; <br>Whose narrow hearts and souls are never stirred<br> With keenest pleasures, or with sharpest pain; <br> Who rise and eat and sleep, and rise again, <br>Nor question why or wherefore. Men whose minds<br>Are never shaken by wild passion winds; </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Women whose broadest, deepeat realm of thought<br>The bridal veil will cover.<br>   Who see not<br>God's mighty work lying undone to-day, -<br>Work that a woman's hands can do as well, <br>Oh, soul of mine; better to live alway<br>In this tumultuous inward pain and strife, <br> Doing the work that in thy reach doth fall, <br> Weeping because thou canst not do it all; <br>Oh, better, my soul, in this unrest to dwell, <br>Than grovel as they grovel on through life.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Ella+Wheeler+Wilcox">Ella Wheeler Wilcox</a><div class=q>
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 Beating its wings against the prison bars, 
Longing to reach the outer world of light, 
 And, all untrammelled, soar among the stars.
Wild, mighty thoughts struggle within my soul
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