<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=419589" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Morning</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">THE skies were jaded, while the famous sun<br>Slack of his office to confute the fogs<br>Lay sick abed; but I, inured to duty,<br>Sat for my food. Three hours each day we souls,<br>Who might be angels but are fastened down<br>With bodies, most infuriating freight,<br>Sit fattening these frames and skeletons<br>With filthy food, which they must cast away<br>Before they feed again.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=John+Crowe+Ransom">John Crowe Ransom</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=419589" data-title="Morning de John Crowe Ransom" data-description="THE skies were jaded, while the famous sun Slack of his office to confute the fogs Lay sick abed; but I, inured to duty, Sat for my food. Three hours each day we souls, Who might be angels but are fastened down With bodies, most infuriating freigh..."></div> </div> </div>

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