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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=477774" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>One Life</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">OH, I am hurt to death, my Love;<br>The shafts of Fate have pierced my striving heart,<br>And I am sick and weary of<br>The endless pain and smart.<br>My soul is weary of the strife,<br>And chafes at life, and chafes at life.<br>Time mocks me with fair promises;<br>A blooming future grows a barren past,<br>Like rain my fair full-blossomed trees<br>Unburden in the blast.<br>The harvest fails on grain and tree,<br>Nor comes to me, nor comes to me.<br>The stream that bears my hopes abreast<br>Turns ever from my way its pregnant tide.<br>My laden boat, torn from its rest,<br>Drifts to the other side.<br>So all my hopes are set astray,<br>And drift away, and drift away.<br>The lark sings to me at the morn,<br>And near me wings her skyward-soaring flight;<br>But pleasure dies as soon as born,<br>The owl takes up the night,<br>And night seems long and doubly dark;<br>I miss the lark, I miss the lark.<br>Let others labor as they may,<br>I'll sing and sigh alone, and write my line.<br>Their fate is theirs, or grave or gay,<br>And mine shall still be mine.<br>I know the world holds joy and glee,<br>But not for me, — 't is not for me.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Paul+Laurence+Dunbar">Paul Laurence Dunbar</a><div class=q>
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The shafts of Fate have pierced my striving heart,
And I am sick and weary of
The endless pain and smart.
My soul is weary of the strife,
And chafes at life, and chafes at life.
Time mocks me with fair promises;
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