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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=506444" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Despondency -- An Ode</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Oppress'd with grief, oppress'd with care,<br>A burden more than I can bear,<br> I set me down and sigh:<br>O life! thou art a galling load,<br>Along a rough, a weary road,<br> To wretches such as I!<br>Dim backward as I cast my view,<br> What sick'ning scenes appear!<br>What sorrows yet may pierce me thro',<br> Too justly I may fear!<br> Still caring, despairing,<br> Must be my bitter doom;<br> My woes here shall close ne'er<br> But with the closing tomb!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Happy, ye sons of busy life,<br>Who, equal to the bustling strife,<br> No other view regard!<br>Ev'n when the wished end's denied,<br>Yet while the busy means are plied,<br> They bring their own reward:<br>Whilst I, a hope-abandon'd wight,<br> Unfitted with an aim,<br>Meet ev'ry sad returning night,<br> And joyless morn the same;<br> You, bustling, and justling,<br> Forget each grief and pain;<br> I, listless, yet restless,<br> Find every prospect vain.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">How blest the Solitary's lot,<br>Who, all-forgetting, all-forgot,<br> Within his humble cell,<br>The cavern wild with tangling roots,<br>Sits o'er his newly-gather'd fruits,<br> Beside his crystal well!<br>Or, haply, to his ev'ning thought,<br> By unfrequented stream,<br>The ways of men are distant brought,<br> A faint collected dream:<br> While praising, and raising<br> His thoughts to heav'n on high,<br> As wand'ring, meand'ring,<br> He views the solemn sky.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Than I, no lonely hermit plac'd<br>Where never human footstep trac'd,<br> Less fit to play the part;<br>The lucky moment to improve,<br>And just to stop, and just to move,<br> With self-respecting art:<br>But ah! those pleasures, loves, and joys,<br> Which I too keenly taste,<br>The Solitary can despise,<br> Can want, and yet be blest!<br> He needs not, he heeds not,<br> Or human love or hate,<br> Whilst I here must cry here,<br> At perfidy ingrate!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Oh! enviable, early days,<br>When dancing thoughtless pleasure's maze,<br> To care, to guilt unknown!<br>How ill exchang'd for riper times,<br>To feel the follies, or the crimes<br> Of others, or my own !<br>Ye tiny elves that guiltless sport<br> Like linnets in the bush,<br>Ye little know the ills ye court,<br> When manhood is your wish!<br> The losses, the crosses,<br> That active man engage<br> The fears all, the tears all,<br> Of dim-declining age!</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Robert+Burns">Robert Burns</a><div class=q>
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A burden more than I can bear,
 I set me down and sigh:
O life! thou art a galling load,
Along a rough, a weary road,
 To wretches such as I!
Dim backward as I cast my view,
 What sick'ning scenes appear!..."></div>
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