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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=393424" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Poetry Of Life</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">&quot;Who would himself with shadows entertain,<br>Or gild his life with lights that shine in vain,<br>Or nurse false hopes that do but cheat the true?--<br>Though with my dream my heaven should be resigned--<br>Though the free-pinioned soul that once could dwell<br>In the large empire of the possible,<br>This workday life with iron chains may bind,<br>Yet thus the mastery o'er ourselves we find,<br>And solemn duty to our acts decreed,<br>Meets us thus tutored in the hour of need,<br>With a more sober and submissive mind!<br>How front necessity--yet bid thy youth<br>Shun the mild rule of life's calm sovereign, truth.&quot;</div><div style="margin:10px 0">So speakest thou, friend, how stronger far than I;<br>As from experience--that sure port serene--<br>Thou lookest;--and straight, a coldness wraps the sky,<br>The summer glory withers from the scene,<br>Scared by the solemn spell; behold them fly,<br>The godlike images that seemed so fair!<br>Silent the playful Muse--the rosy hours<br>Halt in their dance; and the May-breathing flowers<br>Fall from the sister-graces' waving hair.<br>Sweet-mouthed Apollo breaks his golden lyre,<br>Hermes, the wand with many a marvel rife;--<br>The veil, rose-woven, by the young desire<br>With dreams, drops from the hueless cheeks of life.<br>The world seems what it is--a grave! and love<br>Casts down the bondage wound his eyes above,<br>And sees!--He sees but images of clay<br>Where he dreamed gods; and sighs--and glides away.<br>The youngness of the beautiful grows old,<br>And on thy lips the bride's sweet kiss seems cold;<br>And in the crowd of joys--upon thy throne<br>Thou sittest in state, and hardenest into stone.</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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