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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=455635" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Ode to Reflection</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">O THOU, whose sober precepts can controul <br>The wild impatience of the troubled soul, <br>Sweet Nymph serene ! whose all-consoling pow'r <br>Awakes to calm delight the ling'ring hour; <br>O hear thy suppliant's ardent pray'r ! <br>Chase from my pensive mind corroding care, <br>Steal thro' the heated pulses of the brain, <br>Charm sorrow to reposeand lull the throb of pain. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">O, tell me, what are life's best joys? <br>Are they not visions that decay, <br>Sweet honey'd poisons, gilded toys, <br>Vain glitt'ring baubles of a day? <br>O say what shadow do they leave behind, <br>Save the sad vacuum of the sated mind? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Borne on the eagle wings of Fame, <br>MAN soars above calm Reason's sway, <br>&quot;Vaulting AMBITION&quot; mocks each tender claim, <br>Plucks the dear bonds of social life away; <br>As o'er the vanquish'd slave she wields her spear, <br>COMPASSION turns aside---REFLECTlON drops a tear. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Behold the wretch, whose sordid heart, <br>Steep'd in Content's oblivious balm, <br>Secure in Luxury's bewitching calm, <br>Repels pale Mis'ry's touch, and mocks Affliction's smart; <br>Unmov'd he marks the bitter tear, <br>In vain the plaints of woe his thoughts assail, <br>The bashful mourner's pitious tale <br>Nor melts his flinty soul, nor vibrates on his ear, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">O blest REFLECTION ! let thy magic pow'r <br>Awake his torpid sense, his slumb'ring thought, <br>Tel1 him ADVERSITY'S unpitied hour <br>A brighter lesson gives, than Stoics taught: <br>Tell him that WEALTH no blessing can impart <br>So sweet as PITY'S tearthat bathes the wounded Heart. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Go tell the vain, the insolent, and fair, <br>That life's best days are only days of care; <br>That BEAUTY, flutt'ring like a painted fly, <br>Owes to the spring of youth its rarest die; <br>When Winter comes, its charms shall fade away, <br>And the poor insect wither in decay: <br>Go bid the giddy phantom learn from thee, <br>That VIRTUE only braves mortality. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Then come, REFLECTION, soft-ey'd maid! <br>I know thee, and I prize thy charms; <br>Come, in thy gentlest smiles array'd, <br>And I will press thee in my eager arms: <br>Keep from my aching heart the &quot;fiend DESPAIR,&quot; <br>Pluck from my brow her THORN, and plant the OLIVE there.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Mary+Darby+Robinson">Mary Darby Robinson</a><div class=q>
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The wild impatience of the troubled soul, 
Sweet Nymph serene ! whose all-consoling pow'r 
Awakes to calm delight the ling'ring hour; 
O hear thy suppliant's ardent pray'r ! 
Chase from my pensive mind co..."></div>
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