<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=475878" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Real And The Ideal</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">I feel I have - and who has not? <br>An inner and outer life: <br>The one may be a dreary lot, <br>With sorrow and with suff'ring rife; <br>While in the other may be found <br>A magic world of fancies fair, <br>Where brightest dreams of joy abound, <br>And never enters dark despair. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">The life I live may seem to those <br>Who gaze upon it outwardly <br>A drear existence, full of woes <br>And never-ceasing misery; <br>But in the mystic life of mind, <br>Abstracted from earth's things of sense, <br>Oblivious to my grief, I find <br>A joy exalted and intense.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">My outward life is prison-gloomed, <br>My life of dreams is fancy free; <br>The one is ever care-consumed, <br>The other tranquil as can be. <br>Existence that is sternly real <br>As mine would crush the heart with grief, <br>Were it not that the bright ideal <br>With visioned joy imparts relief. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">There's not a joy the world can give, <br>There's not a bliss the heart has known, <br>But in the spirit life I live <br>I have the power to make my own. <br>I care not what my actual lot <br>While thus sustained my soul can be; <br>My sorrows shall be all forgot <br>In fairest dreams of poesy.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Owen+Suffolk">Owen Suffolk</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=475878" data-title="The Real And The Ideal de Owen Suffolk" data-description="I feel I have - and who has not? An inner and outer life: The one may be a dreary lot, With sorrow and with suff'ring rife; While in the other may be found A magic world of fancies fair, Where brightest dreams of joy abound, And never enter..."></div> </div> </div>

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