<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=461414" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Sonnet I</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Alas, hardpressed the whirling orbs <br>And swift Titan hie fleeting hours, <br>And cleave delights with woe avid <br>Death might - fast on us, she strides!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Whilst I, onward, mark more the deep <br>Shadow of my wrongs that prey untold <br>On a heart cowed now by constant woe, <br>And with tears, my youthful faults I rue.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Power, delights, wealth, such ado, <br>Tho ne'er for naught, 'tis ill they work,<br>For our desire they turn astray <br>From its rightful bliss (God we name).</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Brief gains! O blissful a hundredfold<br>Who knows quick these shadows' true shape!</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Mikolaj+Sep+Szarzynski">Mikolaj Sep Szarzynski</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=461414" data-title="Sonnet I de Mikolaj Sep Szarzynski" data-description="Alas, hardpressed the whirling orbs And swift Titan hie fleeting hours, And cleave delights with woe avid Death might - fast on us, she strides! Whilst I, onward, mark more the deep Shadow of my wrongs that prey untold On a heart cowed now b..."></div> </div> </div>

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