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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=416966" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Soliloquy</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Here's a beautiful earth and a wonderful sky,<br>And to see them, God gives us a heart and an eye;<br>Nor leaves us untouch'd by the pleasure they yield,<br>Like the fowls of the heaven, or the beasts of the field.<br>The soul, though encumber'd with sense and with sin,<br>Can range through her own mystic chambers within;<br>Then soar like the eagle to regions of light,<br>And dart wondrous thoughts on the stars of the night.<br>Yea, more, it is gifted with vision so keen,<br>As to know the unknown and to see the unseen;<br>To glance at eternity's numberless days,<br>Till dazzled, confounded, and lost in the maze.<br>Nor will this suffice it, oh wonderful germ,<br>Of infinite blessings vouchsafed to a worm!<br>It quickens, it rises, with boundless desires,<br>And heaven is the lowest to which it aspires.<br>Such, such is the soul, though bewilder'd and dark -<br>A vital, ethereal, unquenchable spark;<br>Thus onward and upward by nature it tends.<br>Then wherefore descends it? ah! whither descends?<br>Soon droops its light pinion, borne down by a gust,<br>It flutters, it flutters,-it cleaves to the dust;<br>Then feeds upon ashes - deceived and astray;<br>And fastens and clings to this perishing clay.<br>For robes that too proud were the lilies to wear -<br>For food we divide with the fowls of the air -<br>For joy that just sparkles, and then disappears,<br>We drop from heaven's gate to this valley of tears.<br>How tranquil and blameless the pleasures it sought,<br>While it rested within the calm region of thought!<br>How fraught with disgust, and how sullied with woe,<br>Is all that detains and beguiles it below!<br>Oh Thou, who when silent and senseless it lay,<br>Didst breathe into life the inanimate clay,<br>Now nourish and quicken the languishing fire;<br>And fan to a flame that shall never expire!</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Jane+Taylor">Jane Taylor</a><div class=q>
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And to see them, God gives us a heart and an eye;
Nor leaves us untouch'd by the pleasure they yield,
Like the fowls of the heaven, or the beasts of the field.
The soul, though encumber'd with sense an..."></div>
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