<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=391815" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>My Heart</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">List I to the hurried beatings<br>Of my heart;<br>How its quickened, loud repeatings<br>Make me start!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Often do I hear it throbbing<br>Fast and wild;<br>As I've heard it, after sobbing,<br>When a child.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Why so wild, so swift and heated,<br>Little heart?<br>Is there something in thee seated,<br>Baffling art?</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Pain with all thy throbs is blended--<br>Pain so dread!<br>Oftentimes life seems suspended<br>By a thread!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Then thou'lt grow so still--like ocean<br>In its rest;--<br>Till I scarce can feel a motion<br>In my breast.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Think'st thy house is dark and dreary,<br>Veiled in night?<br>Art thou pining, sad and weary,<br>For the light?</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Wouldst be free from the dominions<br>That control;<br>Spreading all thy golden pinions<br>Toward the goal?</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Gladly, gladly, would I free thee<br>From Earth's thrall!<br>With what bliss and joy to see thee<br>Rise o'er all!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">But 'tis not for me to aid thee<br>In thy flight;<br>For the Holy One who made thee,<br>Doeth right.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">When his own good time arriveth,<br>Then will He,<br>From the load with which thou strivest,<br>Set thee free.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Frances+Ellen+Watkins+Harper">Frances Ellen Watkins Harper</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=391815" data-title="My Heart de Frances Ellen Watkins Harper" data-description="List I to the hurried beatings Of my heart; How its quickened, loud repeatings Make me start! Often do I hear it throbbing Fast and wild; As I've heard it, after sobbing, When a child. Why so wild, so swift and heated, Little heart? Is there som..."></div> </div> </div>

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