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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=416404" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Two Sonnets</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">I </div><div style="margin:10px 0">&quot;Why are your songs all wild and bitter sad <br>As funeral dirges with the orphans' cries? <br>Each night since first the world was made hath had <br>A sequent day to laugh it down the skies. <br>Chant us a glee to make our hearts rejoice, <br>Or seal in silence this unmanly moan.&quot; <br>My friend, I have no power to rule my voice -- <br>A spirit lifts me where I lie alone, <br>And thrills me into song by its own laws; <br>That which I feel, but seldom know, indeed <br>Tempering the melody it could not cause. <br>The bleeding heart cannot forever bleed <br>Inwardly solely; on the wan lips, too, <br>Dark blood will bubble ghastly into view. </div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>II </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Striving to sing glad songs, I but attain <br>Wild discords sadder than Grief's saddest tune; <br>As if an owl with his harsh screech should strain <br>To over-gratulate a thrush of June. <br>The nightingale upon its thorny spray <br>Finds inspiration in the sullen dark; <br>The kindling dawn, the world-wide joyous day <br>Are inspiration to the soaring lark; <br>The seas are silent in the sunny calm, <br>Their anthem surges in the tempest boom; <br>The skies outroll no solemn thunder psalm <br>Till they have clothed themselves with clouds of gloom. <br>My mirth can laugh and talk, but cannot sing; <br>My grief finds harmonies in everything.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=James+Thomson">James Thomson</a><div class=q>
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&quot;Why are your songs all wild and bitter sad 
As funeral dirges with the orphans' cries? 
Each night since first the world was made hath had 
A sequent day to laugh it down the skies. 
Chant us a glee to make our hearts rejoice, 
Or seal i..."></div>
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