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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=480939" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Day's Ration</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">When I was born,<br>From all the seas of strength Fate filled a chalice,<br>Saying, This be thy portion, child; this chalice,<br>Less than a lily's, thou shalt daily draw<br>From my great arteries; nor less, nor more.<br>All substances the cunning chemist Time<br>Melts down into that liquor of my life,<br>Friends, foes, joys, fortunes, beauty, and disgust,<br>And whether I am angry or content,<br>Indebted or insulted, loved or hurt,<br>All he distils into sidereal wine,<br>And brims my little cup; heedless, alas!<br>Of all he sheds how little it will hold,<br>How much runs over on the desert sands.<br>If a new muse draw me with splendid ray,<br>And I uplift myself into her heaven,<br>The needs of the first sight absorb my blood,<br>And all the following hours of the day<br>Drag a ridiculous age.<br>To-day, when friends approach, and every hour<br>Brings book or starbright scroll of genius,<br>The tiny cup will hold not a bead more,<br>And all the costly liquor runs to waste,<br>Nor gives the jealous time one diamond drop<br>So to be husbanded for poorer days.<br>Why need I volumes, if one word suffice?<br>Why need I galleries, when a pupil's draught<br>After the master's sketch, fills and o'erfills<br>My apprehension? Why should I roam,<br>Who cannot circumnavigate the sea<br>Of thoughts and things at home, but still adjourn<br>The nearest matters to another moon?<br>Why see new men<br>Who have not understood the old?</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Ralph+Waldo+Emerson">Ralph Waldo Emerson</a><div class=q>
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From all the seas of strength Fate filled a chalice,
Saying, This be thy portion, child; this chalice,
Less than a lily's, thou shalt daily draw
From my great arteries; nor less, nor more.
All substances the cunning chemist Time
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