<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=512837" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Sonnet XXI.</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Pensive, at eve, on the hard world I mused,<br>And my poor heart was sad: so at the Moon<br>I gazed--and sighed, and sighed--for, ah! how soon<br>Eve saddens into night! Mine eyes perused,<br>With tearful vacancy, the dampy grass,<br>That wept and glitter'd in the paly ray,<br>And I did pause me on my lonely way,<br>And mused me on the wretched ones, who pass<br>O'er the black heath of Sorrow. But, alas!<br>Most of myself I thought: when it befell,<br>That the sooth Spirit of the breezy wood<br>Breath'd in mine ear--'All this is very well;<br>But much of one thing is for no thing good.'<br>Ah! my poor heart's inexplicable swell!</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Samuel+Taylor+Coleridge">Samuel Taylor Coleridge</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=512837" data-title="Sonnet XXI. de Samuel Taylor Coleridge" data-description="Pensive, at eve, on the hard world I mused, And my poor heart was sad: so at the Moon I gazed--and sighed, and sighed--for, ah! how soon Eve saddens into night! Mine eyes perused, With tearful vacancy, the dampy grass, That wept and glitter'd in t..."></div> </div> </div>

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