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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=508923" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Tranquilism</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">I call myself a Tranquilist;<br>With deep detachment I exist,<br>   From friction free;<br>While others court the gilded throng<br>And worship Women, Wine and Song,<br>   I scorn the three.<br>For I have reached the sober age<br>When I prefer to turn a page<br>   Beside the fire,<br>And from the busy mart of men<br>To meditative book and pen<br>   With grace retire.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">If you are craving peace of mind,<br>In Tranquilism you will find<br>   Philosophy;<br>Serenely fold your hands and wait<br>Be cloistered calm whatever fate<br>   The Gods decree.<br>And though the world with rage be rent,<br>Hold it remote and claim content<br>   With quiet heart;<br>You can't do much to better it,<br>But your good-will may help a bit,<br>   Ere you depart.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">So let us who are old and sere<br>To din of battle shut the ear,<br>   And trumpet vain;<br>And though in no monastic mood<br>Accept the balm of solitude<br>   And grace regain.<br>Let us be Tranquilists and try<br>In placid places to apply<br>   Life's wisdom won;<br>In Nature's bounty we may bless<br>The Gods and wait with thankfulness<br>   Our setting sun.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Robert+William+Service">Robert William Service</a><div class=q>
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With deep detachment I exist,
   From friction free;
While others court the gilded throng
And worship Women, Wine and Song,
   I scorn the three.
For I have reached the sober age
When I prefer to turn a page
   Beside ..."></div>
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