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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=386522" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Prisoner</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Still let my tyrants know, I am not doomed to wear<br>Year after year in gloom and desolate despair;<br>A messenger of Hope comes every night to me,<br>And offers for short life, eternal liberty.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">He comes with western winds, with evening's wandering airs,<br>With that clear dusk of heaven that brings the thickest stars:<br>Winds take a pensive tone, and stars a tender fire,<br>And visions rise, and change, that kill me with desire.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Desire for nothing known in my maturer years,<br>When Joy grew mad with awe, at counting future tears:<br>When, if my spirit's sky was full of flashes warm,<br>I knew not whence they came, from sun or thunderstorm.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">But first, a hush of peace -a soundless calm descends;<br>The struggle of distress and fierce impatience ends;<br>Mute music soothes my breast -unuttered harmony<br>That I could never dream, till Earth was lost to me.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Then dawns the Invisible; the Unseen its truth reveals;<br>My outward sense is gone, my inward essence feels;<br>Its wings are almost free -its home, its harbour found;<br>Measuring the gulf, it stoops, and dares the final bound.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">O dreadful is the check -intense the agony - <br>When the ear begins to hear, and the eye begins to see;<br>When the pulse begins to throb, the brain to think again,<br>The soul to feel the flesh, and the flesh to feel the chain.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Yet I would lose no sting, would wish no torture less;<br>The more that anguish racks, the earlier it will bless;<br>And robed in fires of hell, or bright with heavenly shine,<br>If it but herald Death, the vision is divine.</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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Year after year in gloom and desolate despair;
A messenger of Hope comes every night to me,
And offers for short life, eternal liberty.

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