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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=409430" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Epimetheus, or the Poet's Afterthought. (Birds Of Passage. Flight The First)</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Have I dreamed? or was it real,<br>What I saw as in a vision,<br>When to marches hymeneal<br>In the land of the Ideal<br>Moved my thought o'er Fields Elysian? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">What! are these the guests whose glances<br>Seemed like sunshine gleaming round me?<br>These the wild, bewildering fancies,<br>That with dithyrambic dances<br>As with magic circles bound me? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Ah! how cold are their caresses!<br>Pallid cheeks, and haggard bosoms!<br>Spectral gleam their snow-white dresses,<br>And from loose, dishevelled tresses<br>Fall the hyacinthine blossoms! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">O my songs! whose winsome measures<br>Filled my heart with secret rapture!<br>Children of my golden leisures!<br>Must even your delights and pleasures<br>Fade and perish with the capture? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Fair they seemed, those songs sonorous,<br>When they came to me unbidden;<br>Voices single, and in chorus,<br>Like the wild birds singing o'er us<br>In the dark of branches hidden. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Disenchantment! Disillusion!<br>Must each noble aspiration<br>Come at last to this conclusion,<br>Jarring discord, wild confusion,<br>Lassitude, renunciation? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Not with steeper fall nor faster,<br>From the sun's serene dominions,<br>Not through brighter realms nor vaster,<br>In swift ruin and disaster,<br>Icarus fell with shattered pinions! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Sweet Pandora! dear Pandora!<br>Why did mighty Jove create thee<br>Coy as Thetis, fair as Flora,<br>Beautiful as young Aurora,<br>If to win thee is to hate thee? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">No, not hate thee! for this feeling<br>Of unrest and long resistance<br>Is but passionate appealing,<br>A prophetic whisper stealing<br>O'er the chords of our existence. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Him whom thou dost once enamour,<br>Thou, beloved, never leavest;<br>In life's discord, strife, and clamor,<br>Still he feels thy spell of glamour;<br>Him of Hope thou ne'er bereavest. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Weary hearts by thee are lifted,<br>Struggling souls by thee are strengthened,<br>Clouds of fear asunder rifted,<br>Truth from falsehood cleansed and sifted,<br>Lives, like days in summer, lengthened! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Therefore art thou ever dlearer,<br>O my Sibyl, my deceiver!<br>For thou makest each mystery clearer,<br>And the unattained seems nearer,<br>When thou fillest my heart with fever! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Muse of all the Gifts and Graces!<br>Though the fields around us wither,<br>There are ampler realms and spaces,<br>Where no foot has left its traces:<br>Let us turn and wander thither!</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Henry+Wadsworth+Longfellow">Henry Wadsworth Longfellow</a><div class=q>
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What I saw as in a vision,
When to marches hymeneal
In the land of the Ideal
Moved my thought o'er Fields Elysian? 

What! are these the guests whose glances
Seemed like sunshine gleaming round me?
These the wild, b..."></div>
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