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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=512879" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Visionary Hope</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Sad lot, to have no Hope! Though lowly kneeling<br>He fain would frame a prayer within his breast,<br>Would fain entreat for some sweet breath of healing,<br>That his sick body might have ease and rest;<br>He strove in vain! the dull sighs from his chest<br>Against his will the stifling load revealing,<br>Though Nature forced; though like some captive guest,<br>Some royal prisoner at his conqueror's feast,<br>An alien's restless mood but half concealing,<br>The sternness on his gentle brow confessed,<br>Sickness within and miserable feeling:<br>Though obscure pangs made curses of his dreams,<br>And dreaded sleep, each night repelled in vain,<br>Each night was scattered by its own loud screams:<br>Yet never could his heart command, though fain,<br>One deep full wish to be no more in pain.<br>That Hope, which was his inward bliss and boast,<br>Which waned and died, yet ever near him stood,<br>Though changed in nature, wander where he would--<br>For Love's Despair is but Hope's pining Ghost!<br>For this one hope he makes his hourly moan,<br>He wishes and can wish for this alone!<br>Pierced, as with light from Heaven, before its gleams<br>(So the love-stricken visionary deems)<br>Disease would vanish, like a summer shower,<br>Whose dews fling sunshine from the noon-tide bower!<br>Or let it stay! yet this one Hope should give<br>Such strength that he would bless his pains and live.</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>
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He fain would frame a prayer within his breast,
Would fain entreat for some sweet breath of healing,
That his sick body might have ease and rest;
He strove in vain! the dull sighs from his chest
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