<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=473273" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>My Voice</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">WITHIN this restless, hurried, modern world<br> We took our hearts' full pleasure--You and I,<br> And now the white sails of our ship are furled,<br> And spent the lading of our argosy.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> Wherefore my cheeks before their time are wan,<br> For very weeping is my gladness fled,<br> Sorrow hath paled my lip's vermilion,<br> And Ruin draws the curtains of my bed.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> But all this crowded life has been to thee<br> No more than lyre, or lute, or subtle spell<br> Of viols, or the music of the sea<br> That sleeps, a mimic echo, in the shell.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Oscar+Wilde">Oscar Wilde</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=473273" data-title="My Voice de Oscar Wilde" data-description="WITHIN this restless, hurried, modern world We took our hearts' full pleasure--You and I, And now the white sails of our ship are furled, And spent the lading of our argosy. Wherefore my cheeks before their time are wan, For very weeping is ..."></div> </div> </div>

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