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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=393399" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Greatness Of The World</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Through the world which the Spirit creative and kind<br>First formed out of chaos, I fly like the wind,<br>Until on the strand<br>Of its billows I land,<br>My anchor cast forth where the breeze blows no more,<br>And Creation's last boundary stands on the shore.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I saw infant stars into being arise,<br>For thousands of years to roll on through the skies;<br>I saw them in play<br>Seek their goal far away,--<br>For a moment my fugitive gaze wandered on,--<br>I looked round me, and lo!--all those bright stars had flown!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Madly yearning to reach the dark kingdom of night.<br>I boldly steer on with the speed of the light;<br>All misty and drear<br>The dim heavens appear,<br>While embryo systems and seas at their source<br>Are whirling around the sun-wanderer's course.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">When sudden a pilgrim I see drawing near<br>Along the lone path,--&quot;Stay! What seekest thou here?&quot;<br>&quot;My bark, tempest-tossed,<br>I sail toward the land where the breeze blows no more,<br>And Creation's last boundary stands on the shore.&quot;</div><div style="margin:10px 0">&quot;Stay, thou sailest in vain! 'Tis INFINITY yonder!&quot;--<br>&quot;'Tis INFINITY, too, where thou, pilgrim, wouldst wander!<br>Eagle-thoughts that aspire,<br>Let your proud pinions tire!<br>For 'tis here that sweet phantasy, bold to the last,<br>Her anchor in hopeless dejection must cast!&quot;</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Friedrich+Schiller">Friedrich Schiller</a><div class=q>
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First formed out of chaos, I fly like the wind,
Until on the strand
Of its billows I land,
My anchor cast forth where the breeze blows no more,
And Creation's last boundary stands on the shore.
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