<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=456677" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Elysium</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">I languish through the day<br>In morbid dissatisfaction of time<br>Barely working through motions<br>How the mind has become<br>Such a terrible thing to waste<br>I play on once such thought<br>More often than any other it seems<br>A thought of a girl<br>One who I fancy I may love<br>Yet abstain from telling her such<br>I question if I know this fate<br>How my feelings are but finished<br>I know this beautiful girl is fair<br>Gently spoken in her manners<br>And that I hold nothing for her<br>A thought of love becomes an irritation<br>Which labours in my concision<br>Such is that I languish myself <br>Hour upon morbid hour<br>Till the day like my thoughts<br>Become done and redundant</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Matthew+Holloway">Matthew Holloway</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=456677" data-title="Elysium de Matthew Holloway" data-description="I languish through the day In morbid dissatisfaction of time Barely working through motions How the mind has become Such a terrible thing to waste I play on once such thought More often than any other it seems A thought of a girl One who I fancy I..."></div> </div> </div>

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