<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=533969" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Genius</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Woe unto him! the child of this sad earth,<br>Who, in a troubled world, unjust and blind,<br>Bears Genius--treasure of celestial birth,<br>Within his solitary soul enshrined.<br>Woe unto him! for Envy's pangs impure,<br>Like the undying vultures', will be driven<br>Into his noble heart, that must endure<br>Pangs for each triumph; and, still unforgiven,<br>Suffer Prometheus' doom, who ravished fire from Heaven.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Still though his destiny on earth may be<br>Grief and injustice; who would not endure<br>With joyful calm, each proffered agony;<br>Could he the prize of Genius thus ensure?<br>What mortal feeling kindled in his soul<br>That clear celestial flame, so pure and high,<br>O'er which nor time nor death can have control,<br>Would in inglorious pleasures basely fly<br>From sufferings whose reward is Immortality?<br>No! though the clamors of the envious crowd<br>Pursue the son of Genius, he will rise</div><div style="margin:10px 0">From the dull clod, borne by an effort proud<br>Beyond the reach of vulgar enmities.<br>'Tis thus the eagle, with his pinions spread,<br>Reposing o'er the tempest, from that height<br>Sees the clouds reel and roll above our head,<br>While he, rejoicing in his tranquil flight,<br>More upward soars sublime in heaven's eternal light.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Victor+Hugo">Victor Hugo</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=533969" data-title="Genius de Victor Hugo" data-description="Woe unto him! the child of this sad earth, Who, in a troubled world, unjust and blind, Bears Genius--treasure of celestial birth, Within his solitary soul enshrined. Woe unto him! for Envy's pangs impure, Like the undying vultures', will be driven..."></div> </div> </div>

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