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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=386481" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>How beautiful the Earth is still</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">How beautiful the Earth is still <br>To thee–how full of Happiness; <br>How little fraught with real ill <br>Or shadowy phantoms of distress;<br>How Spring can bring thee glory yet <br>And Summer win thee to forget <br>December's sullen time! <br>Why dost thou hold the treasure fast <br>Of youth's delight, when youth is past <br>And thou art near thy prime?</div><div style="margin:10px 0">When those who were thy own compeers, <br>Equal in fortunes and in years, <br>Have seen their morning melt in tears,<br>To dull unlovely day; <br>Blest, had they died unproved and young <br>Before their hearts were wildly wrung, <br>Poor slaves, subdued by passions strong, <br>A weak and helpless prey!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'Because, I hoped while they enjoyed, <br>And by fulfilment, hope destroyed <br>As children hope, with trustful breast, <br>I waited Bliss and cherished Rest.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'A thoughtful Spirit taught me soon <br>That we must long till life be done; <br>That every phase of earthly joy <br>Will always fade and always cloy--</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'This I foresaw, and would not chase <br>The fleeting treacheries, <br>But with firm foot and tranquil face <br>Held backward from the tempting race, <br>Gazed o'er the sands the waves efface <br>To the enduring seas–</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'There cast my anchor of Desire <br>Deep in unknown Eternity; <br>Nor ever let my Spirit tire <br>With looking for What is to be.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'It is Hope's spell that glorifies <br>Like youth to my maturer eyes <br>All Nature's million mysteries-- <br>The fearful and the fair–</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'Hope soothes me in the griefs I know, <br>She lulls my pain for others' woe <br>And makes me strong to undergo <br>What I am born to bear. <br>'Glad comforter, will I not brave <br>Unawed the darkness of the grave? <br>Nay, smile to hear Death's billows rave, <br>My Guide, sustained by thee?</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The more unjust seems present fate <br>The more my Spirit springs elate <br>Strong in thy strength, to anticipate <br>Rewarding Destiny!</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>( June 2, 1845)</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Charlotte Brontë wrote 'Never was better stuff penned.' in the manuscript of this poem.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Emily+Jane+Bront%C3%AB">Emily Jane Brontë</a><div class=q>
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To thee–how full of Happiness; 
How little fraught with real ill 
Or shadowy phantoms of distress;
How Spring can bring thee glory yet 
And Summer win thee to forget 
December's sullen time! 
Why dost thou hold ..."></div>
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