<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=409535" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Mezzo Cammin</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Half of my life is gone, and I have let<br> The years slip from me and have not fulfilled<br> The aspiration of my youth, to build<br> Some tower of song with lofty parapet.<br>Not indolence, nor pleasure, nor the fret<br> Of restless passions chat would not be stilled,<br> But sorrow, and a care that almost killed,<br> Kept me from what I may accomplish yet;<br>Though, half way up the hill, I see the Past<br> Lying beneath me with its sounds and sights,--<br> A city in the twilight dim and vast,<br>With smoking roofs, soft bells, and gleaming lights.--<br> And hear above me on the autumnal blast<br> The cataract of Death far thundering from the heights.</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> <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=409535" data-title="Mezzo Cammin de Henry Wadsworth Longfellow" data-description="Half of my life is gone, and I have let The years slip from me and have not fulfilled The aspiration of my youth, to build Some tower of song with lofty parapet. Not indolence, nor pleasure, nor the fret Of restless passions chat would not be ..."></div> </div> </div>

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