<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=506951" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>A Wasted Day</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Another day let slip! Its hours have run,<br>Its golden hours, with prodigal excess,<br>All run to waste. A day of life the less;<br>Of many wasted days, alas, but one!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Through my west window streams the setting sun.<br>I kneel within my chamber, and confess<br>My sin and sorrow, filled with vain distress,<br>In place of honest joy for work well done.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">At noon I passed some labourers in a field.<br>The sweat ran down upon each sunburnt face,<br>Which shone like copper in the ardent glow.<br>And one looked up, with envy unconcealed,<br>Beholding my cool cheeks and listless pace,<br>Yet he was happier, though he did not know.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Robert+Fuller+Murray">Robert Fuller Murray</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=506951" data-title="A Wasted Day de Robert Fuller Murray" data-description="Another day let slip! Its hours have run, Its golden hours, with prodigal excess, All run to waste. A day of life the less; Of many wasted days, alas, but one! Through my west window streams the setting sun. I kneel within my chamber, and confess..."></div> </div> </div>

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