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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=384581" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Sorry</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">There is much in life that makes me sorry as I journey <br> down life’s way.<br>And I seem to see more pathos in poor human<br> Lives each day.<br>I’m sorry for the strong brave men, who shield<br> the weak from harm, <br>But who, in their own troubled hours find no<br> Protecting arm.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I’m sorry for the victors who have reached<br> success, to stand<br>As targets for the arrows shot by envious failure’s<br> hand.<br>I’m sorry for the generous hearts who freely<br> shared their wine, <br>But drink alone the gall of tears in fortune’s<br> drear decline.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I’m sorry for the souls who build their own fame’s<br> funeral pyre, <br>Derided by the scornful throng like ice deriding<br> fire.<br>I’m sorry for the conquering ones tho know not<br> sin’s defeat, <br>But daily tread down fierce desire ‘neath scorched<br> and bleeding feet.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I’m sorry for the anguished hearts that break with<br> passions strain, <br>But I’m sorrier for the poor starved souls that<br> Never knew love’s pain.<br>Who hunger on through barren years not tasting<br> joys they crave, <br>For sadder far is such a lot than weeping o’er a <br> grave.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I’m sorry for the souls that come unwelcomed <br> into birth, <br>I’m sorry for the unloved old who cumber up the<br> earth.<br>I’m sorry for the suffering poor in life’s great<br> maelstrom hurled, <br>In truth I’m sorry for them all who make this <br> aching world.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">But underneath whate’er seems sad and is not<br> understood, <br>I know there lies hid from our sight a mighty<br> germ of good.<br>And this belief stands firm by me, my sermon, <br> motto, text –<br>The sorriest things in this life will seem grandest<br> in the next.</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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